(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got money I couldn't stressed
Guap it got me feeling blessed (yeah)
I can't work a 9-5
I'm busy counting checks (yeah)
They was talking down on me
Like I ain't been the best (yeah)

Pressure on me there's way too much weight on my back (yeah)
I can't even drive and I'm still whipping the scatpack
Choppa got em jumping up and down like a tapdance
Unless I keep some tools on my hip like I'm batman

Running to the bag I been guap-chasing
They stealing my swag want my sauce plankton
You don't get to brag you got caught faking
Yeah I'm in my bag tell my mom I madе it

Yeah I'm in my bag got a lot of payments
If I make hеr mad imma drop a statement
Yeah I'm thanking god for this guap like amen
I know that you mad that I'm up you hate it

I know that you mad that I'm up that's some jealousy
Step out of the crib I just put on a margelia tee
They seen I had talent and they gave me all these penalties
I just dropped two k's on a fit like I'm kketamine
She see what's on my body you know she wants a piece of that
She know its something that they can never ever have
Way too good like me, no he can't eat like me
They see what's on my jeans, that bitch lil freak on me
I know you bitches choosing, she like money she choosing
My pockets never losing, my pockets fucking oozing
Yeah she see the greens all over me, she left your ass cause she all on me
Your pockets always stay on e, don't love these hoes, love that green

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got money I couldn't stressed
Guap it got me feeling blessed (yeah)
I can't work a 9-5
I'm busy counting checks (yeah)
They was talking down on me
Like I ain't been the best (yeah)

Pressure on me there's way too much weight on my back (yeah)
I can't even drive and I'm still whipping the scatpack
Choppa got em jumping up and down like a tapdance
Unless I keep some tools on my hip like I'm batman