[Intro: Kid Ink]
Ehh, watch 'em (x2)
Ehh, gotta watch 'em (x2)

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Uh, I ain't never liked them n***as no way
Pair of Jordans kicking down your door ay
Every and any time the dough late
Anytime n***a, anytime
You can save the bullshit for the toilet
No rookie I get it for the pro rate
Got a new crib ready to relocate
Cause everybody think that it's a party
All the time

[Verse 2: Hardhead]
It's all fam fuck friends n***a
For dead presidents dressing up like Lorenz n***a
For the squad do whatever till the end
Cause I got my boys' back and I ain't talking about revenge n***a
Got 'em pissed off like a soft fog
Give me a shot and I'ma take it Harvey Oswald
Any time n***a that's anytime
Don't give two F's bitch no Fendi sign
You washed up just a lost cause
Same city team switching n***a you just Matt Bonds
But my party and my bullshit all the time
New money but old school a bitch then a party line
I need to be rich here forever
Tryna see band after band they talking 'bout Coachella
It's 4 B's bitch been a minute
Bat-tatt gang and all we do is big business
[Verse 3: Bricc Baby Shitro]
Yeah, ok, Batgang General
Bricc Baby we with this shit
Everybody know it's 4 B's but I'm banging Crip
Just copped that 'Rari then put it at the dealership
200 on the dash that's way out your element
Stacking dead presidents I be trapping with them bricks
Chopping up them hoes and yeah n***a that's 36
Pull up with them dirty sticks chopper like Osama bitch
I'ma kill your mama and your homie 1 dollar bitch
All I know is piling bricks
All I know is thousand bricks
All I know is trapping just
Get that work and make it flip
I be on my grind yeah I be on my grind bitch
Getting to that money in the kitchen going ape shit
I'm going ape shit (x3)