[Intro]
P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah

[Verse 1: P-Lo]
Know my back against the wall, I'ma come with it
I ain't stupid, but I'm still goin' dumb with it
Lil shorty want my heart, but ain't no love in it
Ayy, bad little thing let me beat, do the drum with it
Hot boy, it don't matter the season
No time for a bop, I'ma leave it
Came in this bitch broke, I'ma leave rich
In the water with the sharks in the deep end
Big money habits, get it fastest
Yeah, bitch, I'm rockin' with my brothers 'til the casket
No, I'm never lackin', make it happen
Only hit once, step off, then I vanish
Ayy, yeah, I'm on the wave, but I never surfed
Try to box me in, but it never worked
Switchin' on your people what it's never worth
You ain't know, but you better learn

[Pre-Chorus: Seiji Oda]
I ain't got no time for no scheming-ass bitch
Said she want fall in love, but she really want the chips
Say you ride or die, but then cut when it get risky
I cannot pay no mind, I'm just tryna get rich
I ain't got no time for no scheming-ass bitch
Said she want fall in love, but she really want the chips
Say you ride or die, but then cut when it get risky
I cannot pay no mind, I'm just tryna get rich
[Chorus: Lil Ricefield]
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Been workin' up an appetite for them blue strips
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah
See me out in public and you wanna take a picture
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Been workin' up an appetite for them blue strips
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah
See me out in public and you wanna take a picture

[Verse 2: Lil Ricefield]
I'm ridin' with my partners and we got the fuckin' top down
Tryna run up on us, you get knocked down
I'm just at the crib and I'm sippin' on a wock now
Baby cuttin' off, but you know I got the lockdown
I'm just tryna find out what you talkin' 'bout
Know me as a youngin', baby, I'm a young boss now
I'm just coolin' with my steppas at the dog pound
Slidin' in the chopper and the sucker gettin' shot down
Hit it one time and I never called her back, yeah
Thank her for fuckin' with me like I'm all black, yeah
Knew from the start baby only want the racks, yeah
I'ma poke a bitch quick like a cactus
Thought you was cool, you could never join my faction
Big ballin' with the bands like I'm Shaq, bitch
I'm on the money makin' music, where the cabbage?
In it for the dough, I ain't in it for the rat shit
[Pre-Chorus: Seiji Oda]
I ain't got no time for no scheming-ass bitch
Said she want fall in love, but she really want the chips
Say you ride or die, but then cut when it get risky
I cannot pay no mind, I'm just tryna get rich
I ain't got no time for no scheming-ass bitch
Said she want fall in love, but she really want the chips
Say you ride or die, but then cut when it get risky
I cannot pay no mind, I'm just tryna get rich

[Chorus: Lil Ricefield]
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Been workin' up an appetite for them blue strips
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah
See me out in public and you wanna take a picture
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Been workin' up an appetite for them blue strips
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah
See me out in public and you wanna take a picture

[Outro]
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah
P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back
I'm worried about a bag, yeah, not a bitch
Runnin' to the money, I might fuck up my kicks, yeah