[Intro: Flipp Dinero & Drake]
I'm feeling this music, bro
This shit crazy
Tay Keith, this too hard
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy (Uh)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a couple thousand on my neck (Ayy)
I got a couple thousand on my wrist (What?)
I was just caught up, all up in a jam (Ayy, ayy)
I was just really tryin’ to make it flip
This shit like dope, I get it on demand (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on the grind and n***as can't say shit (Gang, gang)
I got this shit, it’s all up on demand (Gang, gang)
I was just broke and now I make it flip (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Chorus]
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Verse 1]
All the distraction like look what it do for you (Ayy)
People get lit and then people get comfortable (Ayy, ayy)
I'm from the streets, gotta hold guns and move (Yeah)
Stay out the way but this shit was still comfortable
Shit this is crazy, I copped me a coupe (What?)
17 bands with the gang on the move (Yeah)
Police have found a lil' dope in my shoe
Know how I rock 'cause they know what I do (Yeah, yeah)
N***as they flip with you, you know you're next (Yeah)
How you go platinum but still totin' straps? (Ayy)
I cannot sleep but they tell me to rest (What?)
I'm with the guala, nothin' but best (What?)
I am not comfortable, shit was too comfortable (Gang, gang)
Livin’ this life, know what I want to do (Gang, gang)
Smokin’ lil' THC, over what others do (Ayy)
I got my homies that’s Blood that might come for you (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a couple thousand on my neck (What?)
I got a couple thousand on my wrist (Ayy, ayy)
I was just caught up, all up in a jam (Brrr)
I was just really tryin' to make it flip (Yeah, ayy, ayy)
This shit like dope, I get it on demand (Gang, gang)
I'm on the grind and n***as can't say shit (Gang, gang)
I got this shit, it’s all up on demand (Gang, gang)
I was just broke and now I make it flip (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Gang)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Gang, gang)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Gang, gang)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm a trapper (What?) all of my brothers are clappers
If you gon' send me the factor n***as done mention you after (What? What?)
I'm blowin' smoke with the laughter (Ayy), n***as just left now I'm after (Skrrt, skrrt)
My diamonds is like a disaster (What?), my family all of them after (What? Yeah, yeah)
How you get money you say you get money but never take care of you mans? (Gang, gang, uh)
Free up my brother (Hol' up), that lil' n***a crazy, I just got him up out the jam (Yeah, yeah, uh)
All of my n***as be wildin', these n***as is savage you don't understand (Gang, gang, gang, gang, uh)
N***as is crazy, we bangin' this guala shit all the way up 'til the end (Uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a couple thousand on my neck (Ayy)
I got a couple thousand on my wrist (What?)
I was just caught all up in a jam (Ayy, ayy)
I was just really tryin' to make it flip
This shit like dope, I get it on demand (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on the grind and n***as can't say shit (Gang, gang)
I got this shit, it's all up on demand (Gang, gang)
I was just broke and now I make it flip (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Chorus]
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (What? Ayy)
Not too many n***as made for this shit (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Outro: Flip Dinero & Drake]
Tay Keith, this too hard
Not too many n***as made for this shit
Not too many n***as made for this shit
Not too many n***as made for this shit