[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Verse 1]
We used to play the game on the porch
My momma was trippin, we couldn’t have company
I used to think I would never accomplish it
Still can’t believe the day that I accomplished it
I turned Balenciagas to some trap shoes
I don’t dance I make trap moves
All these hoes on me since I ran it up
Got so many groupies, start a fan club
Got so many choppas, start a gun club
If I’m down bad I might give it up
When we catch yo’ ass, n***a that’s yo’ ass
All my lil boys, we gon’ wet you up
Get a Instagram model to set you up
Get that hoe a dub, she won’t say a word
I was on the curb, took a lot of nerve
Took a lot of pеrcs, now I’m sellin’ birds

[Chorus]
I been gettin’ money and staying lowkеy
And I’m never gon’ fall, imma stay on my feet
How the fuck you gon’ cuff her you know she a freak
If I blow up today imma stay in the streets
How the fuck imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap
How the fuck imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap
[Verse 2]
Hundred racks on me now n***a
All this water on me, you will drown n***a
I was runnin’ round sellin’ pounds n***a
Who the hell is you? I never heard of you
Got some lil homies that’ll murder you
They will gun you down for a pair of shoes
I turned a brick to a brick and a half
And that shit glass, you do the math

[Chorus]
I been gettin’ money and staying lowkey
And I’m never gon’ fall, imma stay on my feet
How the fuck you gon’ cuff her you know she a freak
If I blow up today imma stay in the streets
How the fuck imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap
How the fuck imma quit when these bags so cheap?
Bags so cheap