[Chorus]
Ain't gon' say I forgot 'bout you, when I was down, you shit on me
Ain't gon' spend that one on these n***as, got a bag on they head, but it still for free
I got the bags, I front out P's, ain't worryin' 'bout what a n***a done for me
Blue Huncho make a bitch OD, wanna smoke and they out, put a stick on me
Runnin' them racks, I'm on they ass, stop cuffin' that bitch, I'm on they ass
Checkin' the show as you say you get wet too fast, a bad bitch shake her ass
Fell for the A's, we trappin' the bags, I'm on they ass, I'm on they ass
Runnin' them racks, make a fuck n***a mad, we stomp on they ass, we still on they ass

[Verse 1]
Yeah, runnin' them racks, I make these bluе digits
I pay with them blues like stimulus chеcks
I'm on your ass, I'll make you fuck on your wife, you pull up and beat up the neck
I gotta check like I sound when I can, all a n***a think about, nights, flats
I got a Glock and the drum and the rifle, ain't worry 'bout the gangstas, they all in the net
I fuck with Molly, I'm sowin' the seeds, I might go to Falley and fuck up a check
So, so much is out in the trap, how I [?] sweat, I go 'head and get 'em a vet
Skrr-skrr, hey, yeah, skrr-skrr, got bails
Make too many mill' with the mail, I might just go send a [?]
Yeah, I'm still on they ass, I know they prayin' I fell
Ain't no more stitchin' to twelve, they rather be dead but care about twelve
I know they mad, [?]
I ain't worryin' 'bout no bad investing, I invest in bails
I got [?], they don't see the jail
They get on yo' ass, they all got a hammer, they walk through the county jail (Let's go)
And take it to trial, they reachin' [?], ain't nobody gotta tell (Come on)
I went [?], when I go up again, I'ma bring my crew
[Chorus]
Ain't gon' say I forgot 'bout you, when I was down, you shit on me
Ain't gon' spend that one on these n***as, got a bag on they head, but it still for free
I got the bags, I front out P's, ain't worryin' 'bout what a n***a done for me
Blue Huncho make a bitch OD, wanna smoke and they out, put a stick on me
Runnin' them racks, I'm on they ass, stop cuffin' that bitch, I'm on they ass
Checkin' the show as you say you get wet too fast, a bad bitch shake her ass
Fell for the A's, we trappin' the bags, I'm on they ass, I'm on they ass
Runnin' them racks, make a fuck n***a mad, we stomp on they ass, we still on they ass

[Verse 2]
They want me to slow down more when you movin' too fast
They grow up, can't crop more bags
Still on they ass, you n***as ain't gettin' no pads, the broom and M baguette
Kush in they own, might call up my tag, I put on the drip and that ain't like fair
Then how I run it up then need no loan, I got they M's on my behalf
I'm on they ass, I'm on they ass, GI, certified VVS glass
I spend a bag, they spend with the crew, all them mad, them young n***as still on yo' ass
These n***as be switchin', they must be rats, I'm frontin' more bombs then back that
I got this lil' n***a big mad, GT coupe do zig-zags
Hit 'em with the stick, got whiplash, fuck n***a drown in quicksand
I hit the brick, want a lil' hand, put the zaza bags on her train
Y'all n***as stealin' the feel, get popped like a pill, just me and my lil' hand
I put the ice on my neck and I'll run 'round the city, they call me the mad man
I hit the check with the [?], I'm still on they ass, we full screens
I don't wanna fill up the minivan, that'll still blow like a [?] fan
Fittin' like fitted, say mini man, fuck for a hour, no minute, man
How you gon' say I forgot you to jail on my key, you stuck in the Disney land, Longway
[Chorus]
Ain't gon' say I forgot 'bout you, when I was down, you shit on me
Ain't gon' spend that one on these n***as, got a bag on they head, but it still for free
I got the bags, I front out P's, ain't worryin' 'bout what a n***a done for me
Blue Huncho make a bitch OD, wanna smoke and they out, put a stick on me
Runnin' them racks, I'm on they ass, stop cuffin' that bitch, I'm on they ass
Checkin' the show as you say you get wet too fast, a bad bitch shake her ass
Fell for the A's, we trappin' the bags, I'm on they ass, I'm on they ass
Runnin' them racks, make a fuck n***a mad, we stomp on they ass, we still on they ass