[Intro: Rob49]
Yeah
V's up til I freeze up, n***a!
Say, where Rob at?
Yeah

[Chorus: Rob49]
I'm coast to coast with 50 pounds of luggage going fed
I'm toxic as it gets, she wanna bag ain't give her shit, stay to myself
Most of these rap n***as counterfeit
I got a mac, give me a week, I get em outta there
He servin' Michael Jackson, make you moonwalk
The VVSs, I don't like 'em, do the two tone
Shit we was young and coppin' pounds, they tried to tax us
I tried to keep 'em out the hood, he finna wax 'em

[Verse 1: Rob49]
Yeah, in the middle of my hood with all my chains on
In the middle of the hood I got my blick tucked, he move on he get baked on
My name official, ain't got no stains on it
Felt like I died when I was broke, but this lil' money got some pain off me
This bitch I'm fucking got some brain on her
I fly her out, get what she wanted she a baddie wanna lacefront
She loves it when I throw my 4s up
Number one stunna like I'm baby 22 and got my sack up
I got a bag and put my mans on
He took a L a week ago and goin crazy try and tax em
Is what it is he took his mask off
VVSs on my necklace I'm on the block at night time
[Chorus: Rob49]
I'm coast to coast with 50 pounds of luggage going fed
I'm toxic as it gets, she wanna bag ain't give her shit, stay to myself
Most of these rap n***as counterfeit
I got a mac, give me a week, I get em outta there
He servin' Michael Jackson, make you moonwalk
The VVSs, I don't like 'em, do the two tone
Shit we was young and coppin' pounds, they tried to tax us
I tried to keep 'em out the hood, he finna wax 'em

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, pop a n***a like a cell I'm tryna act tough
A drake do the talking for me I don't ask nothing
Met the plug the other day, I took the bag from him
Rain on him my lil trap money I'm a stack junkie
At my lil oak I'm settin' up I told her send the love
Carbon 1.5 looking big as fuck, Gorilla Zoe Yeah, best doggy in the town we send it to the O
Gotta take the chance to be a chapper this ain't Tinder folk
Yeah, I'm an animal
Don't do no talking, bust shit open like a cantaloupe
Yeah, we got this rap money but we scatters though
Noddin' off I dropped too lean I need a adderall

[Chorus: Rob49]
I'm coast to coast with 50 pounds of luggage going fed
I'm toxic as it gets, she wanna bag ain't give her shit, stay to myself
Most of these rap n***as counterfeit
I got a mac, give me a week, I get em outta there
He servin' Michael Jackson, make you moonwalk
The VVSs, I don't like 'em, do the two tone
Shit we was young and coppin' pounds, they tried to tax us
I tried to keep 'em out the hood, he finna wax 'em