[Hook: Lul Timm]
She call my phone like "Where you at?" I tell her I'm right up the road
But I just got one question baby, I just wanna know
If they ever take me from these streets, you catch T hundred bows?
Bae, I be spendin' plenty racks, I make you overflow
Told my n***as that I'm stickin' to the code
I'm in the kitchen, cookin' Yay to the 'Yo
Remember all them broke days up on the floor
Now I bring up 50 racks from Fendi clothes

[Verse 1: Lul Timm]
This a brand new AMG, this ain't no Rolls
A hundred racks to the lawyer, case closed
I'm out of bounds, I gotta keep that heat close
Get out of line, then I'ma give you overdose
I'm still that same young n***a from the pope
You don't know who Peezy, turned two into a four
I don't want no new n***as 'round, they gotta go
These n***as be pocket watchin' actin' like these hoes
These n***as be pocket watchin' actin' like they hoes
I still love my lil brother, he broke the code
I'ma stand on ten, I never fold
Put the switch up on the back, it squirt like ...

[Hook: Lul Timm]
She call my phone like "Where you at?" I tell her I'm right up the road
But I just got one question baby, I just wanna know
If they ever take me from these streets, you catch T hundred bows?
Bae, I be spendin' plenty racks, I make you overflow
Told my n***as that I'm stickin' to the code
I'm in the kitchen, cookin' Yay to the 'Yo
Remember all them broke days up on the floor
Now I bring up 50 racks from Fendi clothes
[Verse 2: Quando Rondo]
Street n***a, I can put a hundred in your purse
I'm outchea posted by the sto', can't call my phone, I'm sellin' work
Two double cups, I'm sippin' syrup, I'm smokin' purp while on the curb
Lil shawty asked me why I'm hurt, I got Savaiyah on my shirt
I feel like 'Kaiyah on this perc, I'm on the west, just me and Dirt
To get to her, I'm in a hurry, I'm comin' with that thirty-thirty
That Audemar it cost a thirty, shine in the dark not ain't no worries
I'm chasin' guap, I'm up real early, Balenciaga leather Murier
Girl, you a real one
Come and flip the town with me and Timmy, he gon' kill some
Ghetto boy like Peezy, I done really put two milli' up
Bad bitch call my phone, she look like Riri, like we're really one
I ain't hear you call my phone, 'cause I was sleepin' with the TV on

[Hook: Lul Timm]
She call my phone like "Where you at?" I tell her I'm right up the road
But I just got one question baby, I just wanna know
If they ever take me from these streets, you catch T hundred bows?
Bae, I be spendin' plenty racks, I make you overflow
Told my n***as that I'm stickin' to the code
I'm in the kitchen, cookin' Yay to the 'Yo
Remember all them broke days up on the floor
Now I bring up 50 racks from Fendi clothes