[Intro: Luh Tyler]
(Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too? The fuck got into you)
Yeah, gang, gang, gang, gang, bitch
Phew, phew, skii
Yeah, n***a, on God
Yeah
You know I had to pop my shit out for this shit
On God, no cap, gang, gang
Let's do it, yeah

[Verse: Luh Tyler]
Told them n***as I'm one of a kind, ain't nothin' like the rest (Yeah, yeah)
All I gotta do is spit some rhymes for me to get the check (Yeah, I get the check)
I'm with the gang, I feel like DJ Khaled (Yeah, yeah), n***a, we the best (We the best)
And all the lil' n***a haters in the back look taller with a hat (Look taller with a hat, yeah, yeah)
Can't get no sleep if I ain't make no cash, I won't even— (I won't even— n***a)
Can't get no sleep if I ain't make no cash (Yeah), I won't even go to bed (Won't go to bed)
You tweakin', why you bought that bitch a bag (Yeah), you ain't even hit her yet? (You ain't even hit her yet)
Only the time I see these n***as with a bag is on the internet (Internet, yeah)
If it ain't gon' make me rich, I don't get into that (I don't get into that)
In the club, bro got the switch, how you get in with that? (How you get in with that?)
And that n***a broke as hell, go get that boy a cab (Get that boy a cab)
You ain't touch no money yet because you on your ass (Because you on your ass)
Instead of bringin' money in, I sit back and relax (Yeah, relax)
And none of these hoes ain't gettin' nothin' from me, so don't even ask (Yeah, don't even ask me for nothin', ho, know you ain't gettin' nothin' back, I'm sayin', hold on, hold on)
I think that's 12, n***a, hit the gas (Skrrt)
My dog should sign up for gymnastics, he been flippin' bags (On gang)
I done ran up so much rich, this n***a came from rags (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my bitch, she just so pretty and she know she bad (Goddamn)
N***as say he gettin' that bag, but that ain't what I heard (Big cap)
Bro don't want no pancakes, man, he just want the syrup (Want the syrup)
Your bitch, listen to what them bands say, I got her out her skirt (Yeah, I got her out her skirt)
Gon' grab the Drac', yeah, that's gon' do the job, we put the stick to work (Frrt)
Man, I been gettin' paid to spit these bars, it's twenty for a verse (It's twenty for a verse, n***a, no cap, twenty for a verse, skii)