[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Yeah, yeah, (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah, huh (Oh yeah)

[Verse]
They like "PnB, Where the fuck you been?" (Fuck you been?)
We miss you in the streets, you been sufferin' (Sufferin')
All these new n***as, yeah, they wack though (Wack though)
Shit, they passin' off, ain't rap though (Huh)
Too much swag, I got too much drip (Drip)
Bitches on my line, I been hittin' it (I been hittin' it)
That shit favorite, I done slayed the bitch (Slayed the bitch)
Gеttin' paper, bitch, you want some head shit (Bеnz)
Ridin' round the town, got a lot of bands (Skr, skr)
See it in your eyes, you was not my mans (Not my mans)
Ever since I blew up, got a lot of fans (A lot of fans)
It's crazy, I couldn't even turn my eyes fast (Eyes, bitch)
Nah, n***a, you can't hang new trees (Never nah)
Ridin' round the city in a new coupe (New coupe)
Workin' with A$AP, I spend a dub now (Dub now)
Need a bitch like India, you love now (Wish it)
Walk inside the building and I turn it up (Skr, skr)
Every time you see me in this bitch, you know I burn it up (I burn it up)
I don't give a fuck about these n***as, I'm 100 up (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm 200 up (Yeah), bitch, I'm 300 up (Yeah), Bitch, I'm a million plus
I got all these bands in my motherfuckin' bank account (?)
I got all these racks, like I think it's fuckin' banking now (?)
I ain't never thought about this shit
But when I think about this shit, I'm really rich (I'm really rich)
Man, this shit is big (This shit is big)
Getting too old, I don't think about my past (Past)
Gettin' too rich, I don't think about my future (Future)
I don't know what's ahead of me, I don't know where I'm goin'
Don't know what's ahead of me, I don't know where I'm goin' (Damn)
Don't know where I'm headin' me, I don't know where I'm flowin' (Uh)
Workin' on this bitch and that bitch, she from Hawaii (Hawaii)
And that lil' bitch, she love touchin' on my body (My body)
On another note, I'm screamin' free, my n***a shawty (Shawty)
On another note, I'm screamin', rest in peace, [?] (?)
And then, think about it, I think about catchin' a body (Bri, bri)
Rest in peace to X, n***a, he did it the best (Damn)
Talkin' all that shit, I put a bullet in your chest (Yeah)
Play my n***a Steph, I put a bullet in your neck (Bri, bri)
N***as talkin' crazy, they don't want no fuckin' rack (Uh)
I put a bullet in him, put it on my set (Yeah)
He ain't be the squad, yeah, we threw this to the death (Duh)
Dead, dead, n***as put a price up on your head, n***a (Yea)
Head, n***a, I ain't scared, fuck the feds, n***a (Huh)
Feds, n***a, I got too much bread, n***a (Bitch)
I never see the feds, so I'm a fuckin' mama (Mama)
Runnin' around with all these hunnids in the drama (Bri)
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh (Oh, oh-oh)
Damn