(Rawska)

Used to be a sad boy now I get that bag boy
Swerving in that Rolls Royce look at me now
Go and get your bands up don't throw a tantrum
Baby I'm a factor, look at me now

(AdLo)

I thought I saw you in a past dream
Fucked up, blacked out you know before we hit the function
Passed out on a rooftop in Brooklyn
Window tints, kush smoke all in my black whip

(Rawska)

Used to be a sad boy now I get that bag boy
Swerving in that Rolls Royce look at me now
Go and get your bands up don't throw a tantrum
Baby I'm a factor, look at me now

(Cold Hart)

In my True's yeah I'm a sad boy
Cause we gettin' to the bag boy
Ima leave his ass in last place
And I'm still counting up from yesterday
(AdLo)

I'm not gonna be the last thing you forget
Young punkstar bitch I'm coming up next
Everything I lost girl I swear I'll get it back
Out in Bushwick, secure the bag lane switch

Skateboard tatted on my leg
You know been thrashin' past tense
East coast plug you know I been strapped with the cabbage
Pull up in a Rolls Royce and I'm smoking with a bad bitch
Black Flag, Misfits, all up in my mosh pit
Say you hate my face but bitch I know you ain't finna start shit
Said they'd pull up on me in the end that fool was capping

(Rawska)

Used to be a sad boy now I get that bag boy
Swerving in that Rolls Royce look at me now
Go and get your bands up don't throw a tantrum
Baby I'm a factor, look at me now

(Cold Hart)

In my True's yeah I'm a sad boy
Cause we gettin' to the bag boy
Ima leave his ass in last place
And I'm still counting up from yesterday
Ayy