[Intro]
(Don't come here-)
(Look how-)
(-men in midfield!!!)

[Chorus]
Ran off with yo’ shit
I spent bricks on bricks
In them projects, flip your whip
No, you can't run from the Drac'
Me and 10 come flip the six
I been trappin’ like all day, y-yeah, jugg, hittin' licks
I told slime, "we lit"
Yeah, I'm finna go get rich
Drop a bag on your bitch
Got more bags than a bitch
I got money rags, n***a
I don't fuck with Saks Fifth
I'm in Neiman all day
Broke n***a, get it how you live
Yeah, I ran up racks for sure
N***a, I ain't even did no show, yeah
Come finesse your ho, I ain't even have to throw on clothes

[Verse]
You see my shoe size on toes
You can't do shit because you broke
You can hate all your life, boy, you a ho
Yeah, spent five racks on clothes
Wa-Wait ho’ take off your clothes
The brand new jugg just hit my phone
Riding in that cut, I’m in your home
Way to many hoes suck 'cause they grown
I got a Glock and that bitch two tone
Better-Better watch how you talk, your tone
I s-I s-I swear my slime legit, he say "We gon’ get that gone"
[Chorus]
Ran off with yo' shit
I spent bricks on bricks
In them projects, flip your whip
No, you can't run from the Drac'
Me and 10, come flip the six
I been trappin’ like all day, y-yeah, jugg, hittin' licks
I told slime we lit
Yeah, I'm finna go get rich
Drop a bag on your bitch
Got more bags than a bitch
I got money rags, n***a
I don't fuck with Saks Fifth
I'm in Neiman all day
Broke n***a, get it how you live
Yeah, I ran up racks for sure
N***a, I ain't even did no show, yeah
Come finesse your ho, I ain't even have to throw on clothes