[Chorus: Don Trip]
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds

[Verse 1: Don Trip]
Who's that peepin in my window?
Damb I thought it was [?]
3 [?] bitch I grind
And I still don't fuck with you bozos
I'm in that water, spend [?] just so I can do a show
Bust that [?] fuck you
I don't really care
I just take the time to clear the air
Imma ride till the wheels fall off
When the wheels fall off, Imma go switch them for the spare
[?]
No airbag, no seat belt
Born in the trap, [?] out
[?]
So I got 30 pounds in that [?] bout to slang them all to 1 guy
I see this n***a 2 times a week, we don't еven say hi
Oh no we don't evеn waste no time
We just handle that and get [?]
I'm too paranoid, I know
Moving pounds like [?]
[Chorus: Don Trip]
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
It's Dolph!
What the hell you been doing?
Selling pounds in and out of town
Front you what?
You must be out your motherfucking mind
Hold on wait, I changed my mind
I can get you 5, and leave your mama address with me, just in case you try to hide
Some in the house, and the rest outside
[?] ducking these bails like Clide
[?] day
And I keep 2 grams in my swisher
Fuck a double up, I'm tryna make mine tripple
Trip what's poppin? You already know
Post on Instagram, that's a million dollar pistol
[?] made me a half a million dollar n***a
Fucked the bitch, cut her off and I ain't need no sizzars
Jumped in the whip, burned out, left her all in her feelings
Garbage bag full of green shit, round my way we call it [?]
Na I don't fuck with pussy n***as, don't atempt to give me no handshake
[Chorus: Don Trip]
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds

[Verse 3: Don Trip]
I know too many n***as doing fed time
I know some others that made it to the headlines
And I know these broke n***as get despret
But I ain't sharing wealth, too selfish
[?] hit your ass with this [?]
Bitch I'm ballen, [?]
[?] intersept it
[?], to protect my investmants
I don't give a damb bout you
I'm just tryna get to my loot
I was 16, [?]
Stacking up dope in the booth
[?]
She pretend she had no clue
But I was tryna hold our house together with no glue
Spent far too many nights at the window with the extended
N***a whoever coming in, [?] with me
[Chorus: Don Trip]
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds
I got the pounds, ain't no slowing down
Bitch it's going down
Slanging pounds, like I'm slanging pies
Ain't no breaking down
Working out, we can't work it out
I want every dime
Got me paranoid, on my mind
Fucking up the blinds