[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
Shh, yeah
I know a couple n***as who— (Thanks, Yakree)
Yeah (Yeah), uh

[Chorus]
Yeah, I know a couple n***as who say they up, but n***as lyin' (Them n***as lyin')
I know a couple n***as who say they step, but n***as ain't die (Them n***as ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple n***as who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this bitch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who n***as is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Skrrt)

[Verse 1]
How you out here owing n***as? (Yeah) Beat that box up, Sunday, listen (Yeah)
I done got my check up on 'em (Yeah), all that country shit ain't normal (Yeah)
I done see some goofies die young 'cause that street shit ain't for them (Yeah)
I think she so bad, but that shit dead 'cause I don't like her brother (Yeah)
Cosign with them racks on me (Yeah)
Bitch, come fuck me like you need me (Yeah)
How you saying, "Stop the cap", but you ain't practice what you preachin' (No)
They just tryna beat a n***a (Yeah)
In love with the hoes I'm hitting (Yeah)
I heard real ones finally got the ball, well, tell 'em pass it to me (Yeah)
Yeah, got my cake back up (Yeah), got my check up, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, fucking groupy sluts (Yeah) in a Maybach truck, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, before this label shit, me and bro 'nem been had A&Rs (Yeah)
Yeah, I been hustling hard, I made three hundo in a mouth (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I know a couple n***as who say they up, but n***as lyin' (Alright, them n***as lyin')
I know a couple n***as who say they step, but n***as ain't die (Yeah, them n***as ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple n***as who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this bitch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who n***as is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I ain't been feeling the same (Yeah)
I be feeling like n***as wanna see me lose, but calling me "Gang" (Yeah, yeah)
That shit hurt my soul 'cause I show love when n***as ain't (Yeah)
I ain't have a thing I washed my ass in off in the sink (Yeah)
Bitch, don't touch me, I got rank (Yeah)
Yeah, I wished n***as stopped the hatin' (Yeah), 'cause I'm his girlfriend favorite (Yeah)
Young and rich and turnt, for sure (For sure), I'm balling like a Laker (Yeah)
How the fuck you said you bossin' up, you a fuckin' worker? (Yeah)
Took her out the strip club and turnt her up, man, you done with twerking (Bitch)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I know a couple n***as who say they up, but n***as lyin' (Alright, them n***as lyin')
I know a couple n***as who say they step, but n***as ain't die (Yeah, them n***as ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple n***as who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this bitch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who n***as is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)