[Intro]
Yeah
I'm still the same n***a, dog, I just got my money up

[Verse]
Trap doin' numbers too, I just counted a hundred-plus
You ever made two bands off a bag, then you really hustling
Young n***a was husky, all these J's got me doin' the Dougie
I know these rags to riches, my bitches look like Lauren London
As long as 'migo send 'em in, I'ma keep it jumpin'
Even though I'm ridin' behind the tint, I'm ridin' with a hundred
I know this Drac'll never fold, I know it got my back
I know the reason the bitch won't leave, she know I got them racks
They ridin' Scats, we don't do that, two hundred the dash
Bitch, I'm thе plug, I ran it up, that n***a ain't got a stack
Grown man shit, n***as don't know nothin' 'bout it
Reppin' on that one body, you ain't scarin' nobody
N***a front you, you ain't pay him back, you ain't got no face card
Wholе lot of Dracos in the trap, we don't do ARs
Tell them bitches that I'm strapped and ready when that day come
Whenever that that day is, lil' junior wait to play here
A hundred sixty 'bows up in the house, I don't even stay here
And I can't let no ho up in my house 'less she gon' pay bills
Put a dub on a n***a top, how that pape' feel?
They put a hundred shots inside my car, know how that Drac' feel
I'm fuckin' on a snow bunny bitch, she don't know what a J is
I made her buy a brick of ice, she don't know what that skate is
My lil' bitch go to FAMU, she don't know what a plate is
Got a molly house, exotic house, shorty got like eight cribs
Baby, let me pay you for it, I don't know what no date is
You know Fatt Macc can't never goin' broke, but I know they is
I'm still the same n***a, dog, I don't know who they is
He still got that big old F&N, don't try to play him
Yeah, n***a goin' to prison, gettin' some head from a faggot
Just left from New York City, gettin' some head from an Italian
I know some real n***as ain't never bend, ain't never fold
I know some n***as that I thought was real sat down and told
I know some n***as locked and I can't wait 'til they come home
N***a killed my dog, can't wait to get him gone
[Outro]
I'm still the same n***a, dog, yeah
I'm still the same n***a, I just got my bag up
I ain't no motherfuckin' rapper either, n***a
Yeah, full-time trapper
Yeah
I just be fuckin' off, n***a
I be feelin' myself
Yeah
I'm deep in my bag, n***a
And you n***as' face card fucked up, n***a
N***a can't get a cheeseburger, man