[Intro: OT7 Quanny]
Fah, uh, uh, uh
Fah, fah

[Verse 1: D Sturdy]
We the youngest turnt up in the city
If I can't bring that "Frrt," I ain't comin' in it (Comin' in)
Bulletproof Trackhawk, huh, and it's tinted (And it's tinted)
And she fuck with me, huh, I be spendin' (Spendin' cash)
Took a lot of losses, now a n***a winnin'
Steppin' on these n***as necks 'til I'm finished
In her mouth like a motherfuckin' dentist
You ain't 'bout no cash, mind your motherfuckin' business (Shut up)
Water on my neck, uh, lookin' like a river (Wet)
Yeah, we got the 'bows, uh, they could get delivered, uh (Yes)
Label tried to sign me, I said I need like еight figures (Cash)
We be comin' through, wе super trim, we stay with it (Fah)
In the striker, dip the troopers twice (Dip 'em twice)
With a foreign bitch, she suck me at the light (She suck the dick)
Quarter ounce of Wock', I just dirtied up the Sprite, uh
I'ma take that risk, I'ma roll it like some dice

[Verse 2: OT7 Quanny]
And you call me Sosa, I get racks like Money Making Mitch (Uh, uh, uh)
I took sixty thousand out my stash and put it on my wrist (Uh, uh)
I'm in L.A. with my pipe, a hundred racks in all my chains (Yeah)
Young turnt n***a, I got LLCs in my son name (Uh, uh)
Ho, you a bad bitch, I wan' see you work like Rihanna (Work, work, work, work)
You ain't heard about me, I'm like Future, I fuck up them commas (Uh, uh, uh)
I got money, money on my mind with the devil on my back
Every time I think 'bout leavin' my hood, I go back (Uh, uh)
Baby girl, you cute and all that, but I don't really fuck my fans (Not at all)
And I ain't got no time to chase no pussy, all I want is bands (Uh, uh, uh)
Nowadays, I don't say too much, let my chains talk (Uh, uh)
I just pulled up in the Maybach truck, 'member I used to walk (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
And I got bad habits, I just fucked up Louis for no reason (Nah)
I ain't never think I'd get this far, this shit got me tweakin' (Uh, uh)
Only thing I'm havin' dreams about is money when I'm sleepin'
Reach for my chain, B-E-T-Y-O, you D-I-E
And you try out run this chopper, n***a, the fuck think you goin'? (The fuck you think you goin'?)
Let me out right here and walk him down, grrt, now he gone (Now he gone)
[Verse 3: D Sturdy]
Let me out right here and walk him down, grrt, now he gone
Light day, twenty K and it's foreign (Come on, bae)
Sixty on my bitch wrist, the type time I'm on (What you on?)
N***a say he takin' what, frrt, now you gone (Bah)
I'm with five savages right now with hoodies on (Skied up)
Uh, that's your big homie, lil' n***a, I put him on (I put him on)
AP, put it on, honey bun, I be drawn
Even DJ Khaled know that we the best (Fuckin' dummies)
Before I heard of Nike, bitch, I had a check (Got that dog shit)
Blue hundreds on my dress, money over sex
Clearport, no commercial, bitch, I'm on a jet (Bitch, I'm on jet)