[Chorus]
Ugh, let the bag talk, got my passport stamped up
Hit the gas, then I push the button like the big dogs
Only see the snakes when you got the grass cut
Riding spinners—when the car stop, the rims don't
She like, "How the car stop, but the rims don't?"
Candy-painted, at the car shop like a car show
I'ma give em— I'ma give em what they asked for

[Verse 1]
Yeah, she the real thing, she the real thing, real one
On a bad day, diamonds dancing, glo'd up
I confess now, I can flex now, coming up
Make the trap jump, make the trap jump, double-dutch
Running plays, running plays, running back
I be online when I'm back on the Ave
Only thing's turning jays by the jab
Got the whole world like, "Damn, hustleman"

[Chorus]
Let the bag talk, got my passport stamped up
Hit the gas, then I push the button like the big dogs
Only see the snakes when you got the grass cut
Riding spinners—when the car stop, the rims don't
She like, "How the car stop, but the rims don't?"
Candy-paint it at the car shop like a car show
I'ma give em— I'ma give em what they asked for
Damn, hustlem— Damn, hustle— yeah
[Verse 2]
She like going on shopping sprees, she want everything
She like gold and diamond rings, she want everything
She like buying double-G's, she want everything
She like smoking broccolis, I'ma get you what you need
Had to back-back, had the gat packed
Had to backtrack, hit the drank, having flashbacks, ugh
Hit the gas like Mad Max
All the bad brats like "Hustleman, goddamn," ugh

[Chorus]
Let the bag talk, got my passport stamped up
Hit the gas, then I push the button like the big dogs
Only see the snakes when you got the grass cut
Riding spinners—when the car stop, the rims don't
She like, "How the car stop, but the rims don't?"
Candy-paint it at the car shop like a car show
I'ma give em— I'ma give em what they asked for