[Intro]
I'm on it
Tryna waste somebody
Kill him don't know what he talkin' bout
Hey, hey

[Hook]
Mike just got it and n***a blew 55 racks
Nothin' to a boss lil n***a I'ma get it right back
Gon' fuck it up, gon' fuck it up
I'ma fuck it up every time I touch it, aye
I've been fuckin' up
I've been runnin' up nothin' but the money

[Verse 1]
Been a while little n***a but I'm still on deck
Them boys still in they feelin's cause we ain't gone yet
I've been wheelin' and dealin' I want that long check
That long money so long money I'm gon' get
Got more skrilla than fuck n***as, I keep cheese
Keep that glove on the .40 I'm (?) these
Diamonds dancing, my watch came out of a deep freeze
It's trigger city, the beef deeper
We keep heaters
(?) and heat seekers for street sweepers
Play for pussy and meet Jesus
And these streets is fuck a n***a, no peace treaty
You ain't willing to let it slide, well me neither
Been on the grind since E-visa
Used to listen to Number 9 with B-Sigel
Ran at houses 100 times, I breath deep
So much cash I thought we had a cheat sheet
I change lanes and repeat the same thing as CB
Chain hang, don't reach-reach
Go bang-bang, no Chief Keef
To maintain your (?) bout 20 some thousand
Anything less I suggest you start howlin'
Yes I've been blessed with finesse, that's my talent
Runnin' up tickets to runnin' in houses
I'm sorry but that's what my style is
Bitch I'm a rider, the boy got low mileage
I'm gone

[Hook]
Mike just got it and n***a blew 55 racks
Nothin' to a boss lil n***a I'ma get it right back
Gon' fuck it up, gon' fuck it up
I'ma fuck it up every time I touch it, aye
I've been fuckin' up
I've been runnin' up nothin' but the money

[Verse 2]
Chain weigh too much
Want .4 kilo but I wait too much
Hands on a shotty, say I play too much
But she blessed me cause I really don't say too much
Think I'm Gretzky, any n***a way too puck
Ain't no Pepsi, boy a n***a stay juiced up
Who gon' check me?
In that water like a jet ski
Heavy on a n***a
Watch your back we on 'em n***a
Just as soon as they pull up
Talkin' reckless, actin' crazy, I'ma bust your medula
Damn, tell I'm thuggin' by the way I maneuver
If you see me in the club then I'm in there with shooters
And I'm in there with two cups
Probably tossin' a few bucks
Them bad bitches, they choose us
Don't be bitches like who were they?
All them n***as in there with no money like who does that
Ho gon' fuck a n***a with a check, now where the (?) us
Pull up and I'm slidin' Forgiatto, fuck your hubcaps
Rollin' with my YG right beside me, that my rugrat
Hope they don't sell that dope cause they trippin' off a dub sack
N***a fuck your club I want my motherfuckin' dub back
I ducked off, went and got my buzz back
And now the kid comin' for you n***a
I fell off, went and got my plug back
The trap back jumpin' on you n***a, woah

[Hook]
Mike just got it and n***a blew 55 racks
Nothin' to a boss lil n***a I'ma get it right back
Gon' fuck it up, gon' fuck it up
I'ma fuck it up every time I touch it, aye
I've been fuckin' up
I've been runnin' up nothin' but the money