[Produced by Fuse]

[Intro]
Hey man, fuck wrong with these n***as check? Fuck y'all n***as thought n***a? We ain't pullin' up on y'all n***as man

[Hook 1]
I'ma lose my fucking mind
If you touch one of mine
All dese bitches snortin' lines
I'ma lose my fucking mind
If you touch one of mine
White bitches snortin' lines
Hunned bands for my time
Quarter mil on the line
Quarter mil for my time
Everywhere like Wi-Fi
Don't go nowhere without my .5
We can shoot it out or fight
Those my brothers, better not touch 'em
If you do, I might bust 'em
For that sack, I might rush 'em
Know that pink ain't robotussin
Drink muddy, yeah it's dirty
White hoes snortin' and fuckin'
Blunt to the face, headbuttin'
Colorado, Denver Nugget

[Verse 1]
You got that work, we extortion n***a
Put the bud in the hood and endorse my n***as
I'm from Riverdale I was a magician
I get 'em gone soon as they get in
Never had a role model just me and my n***as
Extendo's on the pistol
I remember havin' four dollas
And everybody starvin'
Had to split McChickens
Young n***a rich, go run to McDonald's
I'm servin' McChickens
Rollie my wrist
Red bottoms my bitches
Black body my Bentley
No suit and tie, handle my business
And the same n***as still with me
In the same hood, on the same block
With the same n***as in the trenches

[Hook 2]
I'ma lose my fucking mind
If you touch one of mine
All dese bitches snortin' lines
I'ma lose my fucking mind
If you touch one of mine
White bitches snortin' lines
Hunned bands for my time
Quarter mil on the line
Quarter mil for my time
Coolin' with my slimes
I'ma lose my fuckin' mind
I wish I could press rewind
Sixty thousand on my time
Rollie on my wrist gon' shine
Stare too long, you might go blind

[Verse 2]
Every seen a real n***a on the Forbes list haan?
Back to back Porsches on my horse shit
Ever count a hundred thousand dollars like "Oh shit"
Ashy white bricks, know I hit it with the lotion
I swear I really came from nothin' n***a
Clayton County I was thuggin' n***a
Got my name, I was bussin' n***as
It's defensive shots it ain't nothing n***a
Broad day out in public n***a
You ain't day one I ain't fuckin' with ya
You a sweet lick, you a sucker n***a
See me out in traffic tryna duck a n***a
I go Slim Dunkin on these n***as
Love every one of my n***as
Fuck with 'em I swear I be gunnin' at n***as
Ain't worried bout none of you n***as, I swear

[Hook]
I'ma lose my fucking mind
If you touch one of mine
All dese bitches snortin' lines
I'ma lose my fucking mind
If you touch one of mine
White bitches snortin' lines
Hunned bands for my time
Quarter mil on the line
Quarter mil for my time