[Intro]
Lentra the god

[Chorus: bbno$]
One bag, two bag
Need mo' hands
So I'm breaking up with diamonds
Yeah this baby needs some bands
Sipping coffee, don't do xans, I don't really need to try it
Hit the thrift, spend a rack, 30 bucks for my whole outfit
I signed that shit, I sold that fit
I'll make these pennies till I'm rich
I'll write a hit like really quick
I see that bag, I'll grab and dip
That yellow drum with sticky tips
I ain't a poser, want my clip
I skip the script, my chain go drip
This baby get some money
I'm just a kid

[Verse 1: So Loki]
I’m feelin' fragile
All up in my moods
Do it cause I’m bossy, never do it for the views
Tryna live frosty, now it’s all I wanna do
Actin' like I love myself, know a boy do
I got a voice and I’m feelin' it, yuh
Rolls Royce, more like IKEA bed, yuh
I got vintage jeans, oh yuh
I never ever bought Supreme, oh yuh
When I get famous, tell me what my name is
Spell it on the pavement
When I get famous, tell me what my name is
Spell it on the pavement
B-A-B-Y
B-O-Y, yuh
Baby boy comin' with the fire
Knew I’d always rise and go higher
But never thought I’d turn into Messiah
[Chorus: bbno$]
One bag, two bag
Need mo' hands
So I'm breaking up with diamonds, yeah this baby needs some bands
Sipping coffee, don't do xan's, I don't really need to try it
Hit the thrift, spend a rack, 30 bucks for my whole outfit
I signed that shit, I sold that fit
I'll make these pennies till I'm rich
I'll write a hit like really quick
I see that bag I'll grab and dip
That yellow drum with sticky tips
I ain't a poser, want my clip
I skip the script, my chain go drip
This baby get some money
I'm just a kid

[Bridge: bbno$]
I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid
I'm just a kid, I'm just a kid
Running after money, I can feel it in my ribs
'Cause I'm fragile
Too much on my card, now I'm locked out
I got nothing at all, nothing at all, nothing at all
I might be an asshole, I might be an asshole, I might be an asshole

[Verse 2: bbno$]
Yeah my momma always told me
I gotta get my bags up, push back, push my legs up
Whatever happened to my pay stubs
I need them raised up, 'cause I be fragile
I hope I hold up and I do not know what I think about all these other rappers
Can't you be yourself and leave the drugs behind, we already got them actors
Might just fuck around, write a book, so go read on my chapter
Do this shit for fun and all that cash, and that the shit that matters
[Chorus: bbno$]
One bag, two bag
Need mo' hands
So I'm breaking up with diamonds yeah this baby needs some bands
Sipping coffee, don't do xan's, I don't really need to try it
Hit the thrift, spend a rack, 30 bucks for my whole outfit
I signed that shit, I sold that fit
I'll make these pennies till I'm rich
I'll write a hit like really quick
I see that bag I'll grab and dip
That yellow drum with sticky tips
I ain't a poser, want my clip
I skip the script, my chain go drip
This baby get some money
I'm just a kid