[ Chorus ]

Young n***a got my weight up

Stack bread got my cake up

Living good I'm paid up and I will never go broke again

Gang gang when I come through

Flex hard no muscle

Grind hard I hustle and I'll never go broke again


[Verse 1: Foreign]


Shorty toating this 40

Man these hoes ain't worthy

Ops mad they worried

Flexing on em just cause I can

BeamTeam my youngings

Gang Gang or nothing

Party jumping it's bussing

Bout to fuck it off all again

Riding round in my city

Jackballin on tillies

Remy all in my kindneys

Gang gang got hella bands

Ima stunted on them I know that

Don't give a fuck and I show that

Mac 11 WE toat that

Red beam straight at yo head

TeamFlee that's gang nem

Fake n***as we hate them

Broke n***as we ain't them

Paper stacking I love my bread

Watch drippy no fu shit

Come thru Onnat Ku shit

Gold gold on my toofis

Shorty snapping I love her head


[Verse 2: Foreign ]


If you see me den w my gang lil bitch

Stop bragging bout yo chain I'll take yo shit

Rooga to yo mind a change yo shit

I'm like hold on this n***a be tripping

I'm high off this pill and this remy be tripping

I'm fucking these hoe but I'm all bout my riches

She swallow my kids she all bout my children

Ima stack my bread my bread till its high then a building

I'm big foreign with a glo on my name

These n***as be Haten they hoes and the lames

I show up and shit and they glad that I came

My gang is so raw and they how we bang

I'm high of the drugs and I'm stay switching lanes

They like foreign baybee why u stay switching names

I do what I want cause I been n the game like

[ Chorus ]