[Intro]
JD on the track
Iceberg want a bag, bitch

[Chorus: YSN Flow]
Put a bag on top his head, we get him gone, my brothers bounty hunters
You ain't no real shooter, you take drugs and then you down to murder
12 been tryna build a case, that trap relocate, now the county jumpin'
We can't take the chance, we smash the gas when we hear sirens blurpin'
What's real or fake, man, they don't know the difference, tell 'em hold a minute
Jumped in that water with piranhas, man, I really own the fishes
I had to go and cop a coupe 'cause I been gettin' so much chicken
I swear that money don't mean shit, there's more to life, my bros can get it

[Verse 1: YSN Flow]
Feel like the first to touch a million, them n***as said it wasn't possible
See, God done put me through some obstacles, I still ain't got through those
Pineapple, I'm smoking on tropical, I love it when I'm this high
I told you I was shinin', ho, don't ask me why my wrist bright
Dirty money match that double cup, I mix Sprite
Bad and bougie, need my bitch right
Amazing brain, I guess my bitch bright
You can try to change the world, they still gonna bring up all the dirt you did
Either way, I still be rich either off rap or all the work I did
This shit is earned, you gotta work for this
[Chorus: YSN Flow]
Put a bag on top his head, we get him gone, my brothers bounty hunters
You ain't no real shooter, you take drugs and then you down to murder
12 been tryna build a case, that trap relocate, now the county jumpin'
We can't take the chance, we smash the gas when we hear sirens blurpin'
What's real or fake, man, they don't know the difference, tell 'em hold a minute
Jumped in that water with piranhas, man, I really own the fishes
I had to go and cop a coupe 'cause I been gettin' so much chicken
I swear that money don't mean shit, there's more to life, my bros can get it

[Verse 2: YSN Jayo]
My life ain't no facade, bitch, I've been livin' what you dream
My shoes is shinin', these VV diamonds, bitch, it's blinding, can't see what's behind me
Lately shit been foreign, all these clothes, bitches, and fast cars
Stars up in the ceiling, pour a four, I'm 'bout to blast off
The Wraith look like a spaceship so I had to take the tag off
I looked into my future and seen greatness, took the mask off
I started selling bag to hit the stu' and I got gas off
And now my engine roarin', sitting comfy in a Trackhawk

[Chorus: YSN Flow]
Put a bag on top his head, we get him gone, my brothers bounty hunters
You ain't no real shooter, you take drugs and then you down to murder
12 been tryna build a case, that trap relocate, now the county jumpin'
We can't take the chance, we smash the gas when we hear sirens blurpin'
What's real or fake, man, they don't know the difference, tell 'em hold a minute
Jumped in that water with piranhas, man, I really own the fishes
I had to go and cop a coupe 'cause I been gettin' so much chicken
I swear that money don't mean shit, there's more to life, my bros can get it