[Intro: RJ Lamont (producer tag)]
RJ always tripping man, RJ always tripping man

[Verse: Teejayx6 & Kasher Quon]
How the fuck I run up $200,000 off of unemployment?
A n***a tried to rob me last week so I’m kinda ‘noided
I think I see the Jackboys right here so my pistol loaded
I put some sugar in his gas tank and that bitch exploded
Did too much fraud in that bitch, now the account is frozen
I got $20,000, all dubs, my pockets swollen
Hit my cousin with a right jab, now his eye is swollen
We ain't on that funny shit no more, we got tired of trolling
I’m finna go blow $100,000, I’m getting tired of stacking
You ain't really getting to the money, you just lollygagging
They gon’ find his body in the river so let’s body-bag it
I’m finna pour up some Wockhardt, I need some Jolly Ranchers
And I made a free 12 racks off a Payday loan
I hate when I get around a fan and they play my song
Like, play that shit on your own time... I don’t wanna hear that right now
Shoot a pussy n***a then wave his ass goodbye
I just saw my ex bitch walking so I flew by
This n***a smoking backyard boogie but this turtle pie
She ain't wanna fuck the first night, she was kinda shy
He keep leaving funny ass comments so he bout to die
I ain't pour up no lean, it feel like I’m finna die
I just keep on withdrawal-ing
Why I just catch my ex bitch on Listcrawler? (Fuck)
What the fuck is that?
N***a, backpage!
Shot 100 rounds through his crib he got whiplash
Why i just catch one of my opps at Six Flags?
I should shoot the roller coaster up and kill his ass
Shot that lil’ n***a 10 times, he on a shitbag
Walk around with dogshit on me, that’s a shit stain
I love fucking around with your bitch, she got excellent brain
Ran off on a college student, he got good grades
Got kicked outta school ‘cause i always had bad grades
Don't nobody wanna put you on, you got a bad name
Like... you just bad business
He called his phone carrier to get an extension
I don't wanna fuck with that bitch, she got bad intentions
Tryna rob me, that's not a good decision
You drive a bucket whip and that bitch keep clicking
I know you sitting there mad as hell, like, “Why my shit just won't start?”
She got bad weave, how the fuck can I see her part?
Caught one of my opps at Coney Island, he was sitting there parked
N***as fucked up in the crib eating starch
I'm too stressed out, I’m ‘bout to kill myself in the dark (The fuck?)