[Intro]
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
I don't know her
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I fuck 'round and cut everybody off for some new bands
Take this worldwide, think that's my new plan
Big drip, rockin' VLONE, but I don't do friends
You know I ain't have no hurt in my heart, but I let you in
I've been tryna focus on gettin' it, can't let shit get to me
I'ma move away if you ain't matchin' my energy
If I pull up with the gang, a hunnid legs like a centipede (Yeah)
Bitch, we fifty deep, I'ma save that for all my enemies
And this shit nothin' new, 'fore Corona we had our mask up
This shit nothin' new, police always been tryna flag us
Nobody protectin' the trenches so we got MAC's tuck

[Chorus]
Pedal to the medal, bro, let's turn up
We can't let these n***as pass us
They call, I decline, I'm in my bag to get my bag up
I've been doin' me, but my bitch think I'm doin' bad stuff
Money bigger, I been movin' forward, I can't back up
Drums inside the show, I know I'm safe so I'ma rock it out
N***a try to flex up in my face, might take his pockets out
If I catch a case, I'm goin' straight to trial, no, I ain't coppin' out
Used to pay to pop behind the walls, thank God we poppin' now
I done been through hell and back, I'm numb, it's nothin' to cry about
[Verse 2]
I need ten for a walkthrough
You ain't used to fuck with me, don't greet me when I walk through
Losses put me in a hole, but they made me a boss too
Money on my mind, every move I make a boss move
Said I was with you, I guess times changed
You was playin' mind games
You switched in a minute, got a new one in that time frame
You rode for a minute, was there somethin' wrong with my lane?
Ever since the closest did me wrong, ain't want nobody else around me
Hottest comin' up, your main bitch love me when she found me
Money on my mind and I ain't talkin' 'bout no bounty
One cocked in the head, the way I move around the county

[Chorus]
Pedal to the medal, bro, let's turn up
We can't let these n***as pass us
They call, I decline, I'm in my bag to get my bag up
I've been doin' me, but my bitch think I'm doin' bad stuff
Money bigger, I been movin' forward, I can't back up
Drums inside the show, I know I'm safe so I'ma rock it out
N***a try to flex up in my face, might take his pockets out
If I catch a case, I'm goin' straight to trial, no, I ain't coppin' out
Used to pay to pop behind the walls, thank God we poppin' now
I done been through hell and back, I'm numb, it's nothin' to cry about