[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, like
(Cut it off, Frost)
F.E.B. got n***as in they bag
Louis V, sell 'em slatt
Grrah, like, grrah, grrah
They on my dick, so I know that they mad
Grrah, n***a said they back
Grrah, grrah
Beat every beat, got n***as in they bag
N***as mad

[Chorus]
She want Chanel, so we coppin' the bag
Louis step, I really could brag
Dump on the check and I'm gettin' it back
Louis Vuitton, shit cost me a pack
Got a beam on the— shh, and it's deeper than rap
Taco (Grrah), that boy is a tat'
Taco (Grrah), my demons attack
Slide in the dark, they don't know where we at
Pack 'em, gang
Bitch, you sit in the back
Shorty be buggin', she gotta relax
She a smoochie, I gotta pass
Beat up the box, lеave that bitch in the cab
She not bougiе, I want her back
She want the loot, give her the bag
Card too flash, could dump on the jatt'
Big F.E.B., got n***as in they bag
(Cheeks, cheeks)
[Verse]
Bitch, I'm a demon they cannot defeat
Face of the Bronx, no, they cannot compete
Beat up the cat and I'm under the sheets
How you bigger than me? You ain't run into me
Got a Glock with a dick when you run into me
Got some n***as that's buggin' for me
My n***as gunnin' and thuggin' for me
Don't need a ham', but I'm takin' a risk
They see Yus and they takin' a pic
She see the diamonds, she like I'm a lick
Get on the beat and I body the bitch
Ain't nobody gon' tell you the way to get rich
Bitch, it's only my blood, bitch, I'm never gon' switch
Rock designer, I stay with my drip
Call me Osama when I'm on a hit
They like, "Yus, you legit"
Been gettin' money before I was lit
Bad luck came, bitch, I never was it
Say I locked in, bitch, I never was it
They like, "Yus, you the GOAT," I be feelin' like Wick
D's on my body, I'm hittin' like six
I'ma keep goin', I'm not goin' in

[Chorus]
She want Chanel, so we coppin' the bag
Louis step, I really could brag
Dump on the check and I'm gettin' it back
Louis Vuitton, shit cost me a pack
Got a beam on the— shh, and it's deeper than rap
Taco (Grrah), that boy is a tat'
Taco (Grrah), my demons attack
Slide in the dark, they don't know where we at
Pack 'em, gang
Bitch, you sit in the back
Shorty be buggin', she gotta relax
She a smoochie, I gotta pass
Beat up the box, leave that bitch in the cab
She not bougie, I wanna bag
She want the loot, give her the bag
Card too flash, could dump on the jatt'
Big F.E.B., got n***as in they bag
(Cheeks, cheeks)