[Intro: Fat Trel]
I don't know what to say on the intro, man, we just gon'... turn up
You feel me?
B-b-b-bang
Ay hold up

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
I got the club on swole, woah, control your ho, young n***a
I'm in the trap in the back with the strap, it's ready to blow, young n***a (Boom)
I'm in the kitchen, I whip on the stove, I got it to go, young n***a
You need a loan, young n***a, leave me alone, young n***a
I get 'em gone, young n***a, shoot like Malone, young n***a (Bow)
I'm bad to the bone, young n***a, they say this a song, young n***a
Got it on my own, young n***a, I'm in the zone, young n***a
I play on my phone, young n***a, lower your tone, young n***a

[Verse 1: Fat Trel & No Savage]
Woah, I been workin', I been serving in traffic
I wrap a brick up in plastic
Shit dissappear like its magic
Try me, get put in a casket
Beefin' with me, it get tragic
I make a play like I'm Magic
I'm done with the bitch, I done had it
I pop me a perc and I smash it
I'm really gettin' it, whippin' it
Weighing the packages, sending it
I hope you got it, it's ten of 'em
And come to this trap, and I'm diligent
You act like you don't know the difference
You fuckin' them bitches, I'm pimpin' 'em
This bitch really think I'm a gentleman
These n***as gay and I'm really not feelin' 'em
What you gon' do?
I'ma just count up the dividends
I'ma collect me a bag
I went to the church with the strap on
What else?
I'm on the flight with the gas
I'm whippin' this bitch like a Jag
She fuckin' on me and my man
This chopper'll give you a tan
This chopper, it come from Japan
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
I got the club on swole, woah, control your ho, young n***a
I'm in the trap in the back with the strap, it's ready to blow, young n***a (Boom)
I'm in the kitchen, I whip on the stove, I got it to go, young n***a
You need a loan, young n***a, leave me alone, young n***a
I get 'em gone, young n***a, shoot like Malone, young n***a (Bow)
I'm bad to the bone, young n***a, they say this a song, young n***a
Got it on my own, young n***a, I'm in the zone, young n***a
I play on my phone, young n***a, lower your tone, young n***a

[Verse 2: No Savage]
I'm in the club with guns and young ass bitches
It ain't hard, I do it for fun, n***a
Whip out the glizzy, I'm not tryna bump with a n***a
Did this shit by myself, I'm not frontin' that n***a
Do this shit for the killers and robbers
I fuck with the steppers, and fuck with the mobsters
N***as like bitches, they tellin' and gossip
Copped me a pint just to sip out the bottle
Racks in my pocket, can't fuck with no broke bitch
I need a bitch with some money that know shit
You gon' be a hundred or gon' be a ho bitch
Talkin' that shit, I'ma come see whats up with 'em
Hot ass n***a, you know I don't fuck with 'em
Bitches done switched, so I can't put no trust in 'em
G19, got like 31 in in it
I was just down in this shit, now I'm up in it
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
I got the club on swole, woah, control your ho, young n***a
I'm in the trap in the back with the strap, it's ready to blow, young n***a (Boom)
I'm in the kitchen, I whip on the stove, I got it to go, young n***a
You need a loan, young n***a, leave me alone, young n***a
I get 'em gone, young n***a, shoot like Malone, young n***a (Bow)
I'm bad to the bone, young n***a, they say this a song, young n***a
Got it on my own, young n***a, I'm in the zone, young n***a
I play on my phone, young n***a, lower your tone, young n***a