[Intro]
(Top$ide)
Put my tax on everything, you know how it be
Put my tax on everything, you know how it be
I put my tax on everything
Put my tax on everything, you know how it be (I put my tax on everything)
Put my tax on everything
Let's catch this shit
Ayy, can you hear me? (Yeah)
Let's catch this shit, my n***a
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me? (Yeah)
Can you—

[Verse 1: Brooks]
Lost his mind, can you hear me?
You checkin' my shit, don't get near me
Broke-ass bitch, don't get near me
Broke-ass n***a, yeah, I'm watchin' you
Tryna make a plot, I'll pop at you
Oh, you went bold? Damn, n***a, you ain't keep it street
Heard you had more, blеw it all tryna please a freak
Want mе on a song, kick your ass, shit, pay the fee
Feed that ho Percocets, now she want—
Feed that ho Percocets, now she want X from me
Ten n***as, ten Glocks sittin' right next to me
Boy, you a rookie, spillin' lean, fuckin' up my sneaks
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
I don't smoke Cookie, boy, you know I got exotic needs
Louis leather on the Bic just to light the weed
Windows down on the freeway tryna fight the lean
Bitch, come here, I don't bite, made her bite the bean
Private smoke sesh with the plug, what's the price on these?
What's the price on them? What's the price on him?

[Verse 3: Veeze]
Get the drop on him, knock him out his Timbs
All the weed I got expensive, ain't no seeds and stems
I ain't Tupac, but I pour my lean above the rim
If that water full of sharks, is you gon' sink or swim?
He wanna boost his street credit, doin' CPNs
I ain't never have to find no plug, they be findin' me

[Verse 4: WB Nutty]
I can fly them things from Cali, used to get 'em down the street
Put my tax on everything, you know how it be
Shoot a bag right to the Daisy, pull up twice a week
N***as trippin' 'bout a freak and prices still goin' up
N***as want the boy hard and that ain't even how it come
Yeah, I'm lookin' for a run, but I don't wanna touch the work
In Cincinnati with the blues like I'm down here for a verse