[Intro]
I feel like I'm thugger boy whats brackin'? (ooh)
Bad bitch dancing doing magic (ooh)
Jump dog room smoking boy I'm laughing' (yah)
Counting money boy I'm stacking' (count 'em)
I ain't from the hood...

(Damn Son Where'd You Find This)
(Relax)
(Ric and Thaddeus on the beat)

[Hook]
Pull up on the mall with some hoes
Why my pockets fat, I got dough boy
Closet like a store, so much cloths in it
I might fuck a bitch I don't know
Walking out the bank, I feel racked out
Pull up with the team and we act out
And we swagged out, and we bagged down
[?]

[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm thugger boy whats brackin'? (ooh)
Bad bitch dancing doing magic (ooh)
Jump dog room smoking boy I'm laughing' (yah)
Counting money boy I'm stacking' (count 'em)
I ain't from the hood, but I be around that trap shit
I show up with $tash, now I be around that rap shit (rap shit)
When you on your grind, money only thing that matters
I just left the club, 'bout to hit that bitch from backwards
You know that I smoke, so baby go and roll up (smoke up)
Shout out to Young [?], boy I been glowed up
Riding through the H boy I been [?] up
Hiding from the feds, they ain't never show up
I got purple in my cup (lean), kush up in my blunt (doe)
Purple in my cup (purple), kush all in my blunt
I said I don't give a fuck (fuck it)
When I pull up, I got purple in my cup, bad bitch in the front

[Hook]
Pull up on the mall with some hoes
Why my pockets fat, I got dough boy
Closet like a store, so much cloths in it
I might fuck a bitch I don't know
Walking out the bank, I feel racked out
Pull up with the team and we act out
And we swagged out, and we bagged down
[?]