[Intro]
Man, I'm sayin man
(Top$ide)
All the way from Detroit
To Jackson, Mississippi
Know what I'm sayin'
Ghetto boys everywhere
Get out the mud, motherfucker
Yeah

[Verse]
I need me a man bag
This shit won't even fit in my pocket (uh uh)
When I graduated, was thinkin' bout money
I ain't thinkin' 'bout college (where the money at)
Christmas comin' round
I told Santa "put a brick in my stocking" (need a whole one)
Run it like Capital One
Stick to yo' face, like "what's in yo' wallet?"
(where it's at n***a?)
I got two cups, two hoes (two, two)
Few percs, two poles (few, yeah)
One chop, bank rolls (yеah, yeah)
No opps, flyin' outta town when it get hot (uh uh)
Brеaking down a bag with a zip lock (what)
Fuck a bitch once, tell her kick rocks (bye)
I'm in double G, it mean 'get guap' (yeah)
N***a (yeah)
[Chorus x2]
I'm my only opponent
Money callin', I get on it (on go)
I'm in California
Fuck your P's where the n***a who [?] (where he at)
Man these n***as showin'
Ask yo' hoes, we the n***as who blowin' (flexin)
Imma ride the foreign
Stomp on the pedal, like a n***a just stole it (bitch)