[Intro]
MC, make another hit!
Aye, on bro
Project, project X
What he say?
Look, aye

[Verse]
Me and MC, like Kobe and Shaq
Where the money? Shit coming too fast
Bitch I'm in Poland, still counting them racks
You in the hood, tryna get off a pack
All my n***as stay grip, no lacking
They spin through, you better spin back
I been that n***a, bitch that's a fact
And all n***as do is cap in they rap
And they flied where I be, flier
All this money ID, zier
Keep on a mask, and me, mias
Say she ain't hit up the D, liar
Lil' bitch she bad, but that shit ain't grippy
They know the mob, really run the city
Run up this money, bitch I got a milly
Catch lil' bro, we gon' make him silly
N***as keep dissing, that's how you get nailed
Bro pockеts full, and I don't need a bail
Get high in the summer, lil' bro do not mail
I got mе some racks, they up on the shelf
Wait, my money coming like six feet
Bae boy money, shit come like a elf
N***as be down bad, need some help
I'm smoking boat, n***as smoking kelp
And n***as that don't even know
All my n***as, yeah we been stocking
We got the drop on the whole state
We just waiting on to get a walk in
Keep tryna diss us, keep acting crazy
Keep acting right, we gon' send a blitz
Keep acting like you gon' send a hit, we gon' see who really in a spliff
I can't go out like the milk rappers, that when I'm tryna be grown
Don't got nothing to prove to you lil' n***as
I'm the one that put n***as on