[Intro]
(Man...Tylor made this shit?)
Half of these n***as is hoes
Half of these n***as for show
Half of em' fake
Half of em' paving the way off of riding a dick or a wave
These n***as lame
They end up switching on you and expect you to treat them the same
Stay out my way, need all my n***as to eat, so I'm taking my piece of the plate
Yuh

[Chorus]
I got a bag and need many more
Day and day at a new resort
Don't hate and say that you find it short
That's that shit that you can't afford
I think that I'm getting overweight, cause everyday I'm losing more pocket space
I just walked through the rain with my Raf's on, and the chrome each day

[Verse 1: Jady]
Now you can tell by these pants I been working
Used to be grinding an advance, I was poor too
Baby show in advance if I'm worth it
I could just work out these things and be perfect
I was just kicking the pink, now I'm pouring
Cookies, I'm picky, the sticky's importing
Love like my future, can't wait to go touring
My momma told me that patience is a virtue
Extend the window, I'm past that's the curfew
I want my bitch bad, she badder than (?)
Don't know where to go, they ran out of halos
I'm running around with some pounds of oregano
Fast foward to sonic, lil bitch that's my sega
Step up to me, they gon' have you in braces
Cap! Cap! Cap!
They ain't heard of Jady
Soon as that check hit, I'm getting Mercedes