[Verse: Chymeezy]
I’ma slide with my n*ggas, we on the backstreet
All these groupie ass bitches tryna get at me
I don’t beef on the gram, so don’t try to @ me
Because the person you running just like an athlete
What we whipping today [?]
Running plays up in Dallas like Tony Romo
Man, I’m tired, we ain’t given them any promos

[Chorus: Chymeezy]
They put a deal on the table, I told ‘em “No, no”
So when I finally touch a mill’, I flip it to nine figures
Take the money out the bank, and split it with my n*ggas
You ain’t bringing in the bag, you can’t split [?] wit’ cha
Lil’ baby out of mine, come spend the dime with ya

[Verse 2: Heembeezy]
Whеn we bounced out on they block, I did my dougiе
I just cracked a bitch off OnlyFans, she might just fuck me
You gotta put it in my hand, bitch you can’t just love me
Bitch, Ion even trust you, you ain’t gotta trust me
All that tough talking got ‘em put on a headstone
He turn to a gangster, must be the music in his headphones
Ion know what you thought, lil’ dude, but you ain’t that
Will yo’ homies slide if we turn you to a hashtag?
How you broke but on your ass, I can’t get past that
N*ggas itchin’ for some blood, but he pulled a Ruger out
N*ggas wanna go to war, okay let’s bring the shooters out
Lock your doors, ‘cause the block is finna get super loud
Have you ever been down on your dick like “What now?”
Then turned nothing into something, like we finna make it out
I’m [?] go to school, but I chose the paper route
I’m a risk-taker, I ain’t finna take the safe route
[Chorus: Chymeezy]
So when I finally touch a mill’, I flip it to nine figures
Take the money out the bank, and split it with my n*ggas
You ain’t bringing in the bag, you can’t split [?] wit’ cha
Lil’ baby out of mine, come spend the dime wit’ cha
So when I finally touch a mill’, I flip it to nine figures
Take the money out the bank, and split it with my n*ggas
You ain’t bringing in the bag, you can’t split [?] wit’ cha
Lil’ baby out of mine, come spend the dime wit’ cha