[Intro: YTB Fatt]
Huh, n***a
In my city, if you got a hundred on your head, that's a—

[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]
Huh, that's a one hundred thousand dollar biscuit
He say he want somethin' for the fifty, I'm with Durk and Bagg, still bet I can whip it
'Member them long nights in the kitchen, fast-forward, I'm fuckin' Miami bitches
Told my n***as, "He don't deserve that K, soon you catch him, hit him with nothin' but switches"
I can't send no hit right now in the city 'cause I'm on the road to riches
You know I was gon' find that lil' shit out, shouldn't have been talkin' to bitches
Where I'm from, n***as get smacked on they ass just for hanging with 'em
Meek Mill just sent a jet for me and Bagg, flew through thirty cities
I ain't gotta prove no point to these n***as, that button in my hand, I bet I switch it
Put that pot in front of my n***a, bet he whip it

[Verse 2: Rob 49]
Yeah, I ain't never been to Memphis, soon as I touch down, got my thirty with me
We ain't the same kind, I done made eighths turn to a whole onion
Bet I whip it, stir it proper
Wrist tryna lock up, kill him out of love, give him that Jeffery Dahmer
In fact, they ain't never seen a shot go off, they ain't never see a shot up car
Yeah, he was outside tryna hit them hoes, but bro tryna hit his mark
Yeah, biggest boss like Ricky Ross, ain't no middleman
Yeah, me and T was ridin' two deep in a minivan
Yeah, when he running from them dicks, he looking like Metcalf
Yeah, ain't too many like this, everything I say facts
Yeah, n***a better pick a side, mm, I just got a brand-new mop
Huh, I ain't no rap n***a, huh, real n***a, at his top
I've been keepin' it humble and keepin' it real, they say I was feelin' myself
I've been stackin' and trappin' and makin' it happen, I ran up an M in a year, yeah
[Verse 3: YTB Fatt]
N***a, I be stackin' and rappin' and makin' it happen, I made me a fifty in a month
I put the 'bows in the vacuum seals, bro and 'em put the pussy n***as in the blunt
These n***as really be pullin' stunts, bro and 'em really put n***as in trunks
Came from nothin', you don't know how it feel for Yo Gotti to say you the one
N***as be say all they smokin' on, but ain't never saw shit get put in a blunt
I don't wanna link with these n***as for nothin'
Play with a Fox, get whacked for nothin'
N***a, huh, it's a hundred thousand dollar biscuit
N***a, put that shit on your mitten, n***a
Huh, huh, put that switch on my mitten
Huh, huh, huh, hundred thousand dollar biscuit