[Intro: G.U.N.]
Uh, geek it up
Hundred to the dash, I'm on a Perky
.223 and that bullet stay workin'
I had to count up them rackades
I get my work from the Narcos

[Chorus: G.U.N.]
I get my work from the Narco
Right behind the Roscoes
We serve you a cut package, no Costcos
Straight out the struggle, I came from the back row
Count up the pack and the cash on a ho
We had to run it up, stick to the code
It's already gone, it's already sold
Balenciagas I made off the stove
Trapped in the trap like this
Made the trap jump like this
Made the trap jump like this
Made the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this

[Verse 1: Matt OX]
Yeah, I don't wanna talk, 'less it's 'bout bands
Yeah, 'less it's 'bout bands, 'less it's 'bout bands
Yeah, five times ten, flipped it again, yeah
I need the blue, the big benjamins
In a Ghost, it got a tint
I want the big old bands
Heard you was broke and you spent your advance
Went to the bank and I picked up the bands
Yeah, I flex where you can't
Belmont denim on the pants
Drip black venom, yeah
Yeah, no Spiderman
Flex when you can, hop out the Ben
Ben, Ben, no Spiderman
When I hopped out Louis, that cost your whole whip
When I hopped out Gucci, that cost your whole rent
Flex, flex, I know how to flex
Flex, flex, you know I get checks
Flex, yeah, just turned to a Patek
'Tek, yeah, racks on my neck
Neck, yeah, I need the blue notes, green green greens
Popped out, I'm flexin' in these
Yeah, yeah, I'm gettin' all these, yeah, yeah
Prada and the Louis V, yeah
Christian Dior on my sleeve, yeah
[Chorus: G.U.N.]
I get my work from the Narco
Right behind the Roscoes
We serve you a cut package, no Costcos
Straight out the struggle, I came from the back row
Count up the pack and the cash on a ho
We had to run it up, stick to the code
It's already gone, it's already sold
Balenciagas I made off the stove
Trapped in the trap like this
Made the trap jump like this
Made the trap jump like this
Made the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this

[Verse 2: G.U.N.]
Make the trap jump like this
I got my bros, they all gettin' bands, yeah
I don't want green, blue benjamin
Chopper roll, ho got a kick
Drop top coupe and it's lit
Money talk, look at my wrist
Bad bitch, she eatin' dick
Huh, fifty on me and I'm lettin' it sing
Hop out, on shootin' spree
Disappear, go overseas, go overseas
He talk too much, we gon' aim at his taco
Off-White dutch and they look like mayo
Don't want the bitch, just want her facial
Diamonds they dance, just like Ne-Yo
Can't save no bitch, can't be your hero
Hide that fish, he lookin' like Nemo
Suicide, I killed the roof
Shooters with me, yeah, they my troops
[Chorus: G.U.N.]
I get my work from the Narco
Right behind the Roscoes
We serve you a cut package, no Costcos
Straight out the struggle, I came from the back row
Count up the pack and the cash on a ho
We had to run it up, stick to the code
It's already gone, it's already sold
Balenciagas I made off the stove
Trapped in the trap like this
Made the trap jump like this
Made the trap jump like this
Made the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this
Make the trap jump like this