[Intro]
Pull up flexin' ten G's, n***a, straight cash
N***a, swear to god, boy, that's a light stack
I'ma pull up on a n***a with that fuckin' [?] (Checkmate)
(Checkmate)

[Verse]
Walk into the party, hell yeah, n***a, all my bitches bad
N***as talkin' crazy, hell yeah, I'ma do 'em bad
You know you down bad when you start diggin' in your stash
Pull up flexin' ten G's, n***a, straight cash
N***a, swear to god, boy, that's a light stack
I'ma pull up on a n***a with that fuckin' [?]
Catch his ass in traffic, I ain't even got my mask
50K plays every day, I'm in a different bag
My bank account is lookin' awesome, your shit lookin' trash
My bank account is lookin' awesome, your shit lookin' chill
It ain't even like that, baby, told my baby, "Chill"
N***a talkin' crazy, yeah, I told his bitch ass, "Chill"
Brody hit me up, I told her ass I'm tryna chill
Bitches know that I'm real 1c, for real
If I get [?] yeah, I know my bro won't squeal
They sayin' that I won't do shit, but n***a, yeah I will
In the [?] yeah, I'm with my n***a Will

[Outro]
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