[Intro]
Wake up, F1lthy
Wha, wha!

[Chorus]
Fuck everybody that hated and doubted me, bitch, look at me now
Never wanna see me make it to the top, they tried pulling me down
Jit, you is not with the gang, you should of known better, boy, don't come around
Brand new Russian AK, this bih band from the states, 150 rounds
I'm walking on shells in my Rick Owens boots, lil boy, these is not no Adidas
Yeah, I would fuck on that bitch, but I won't love that bitch cause I know that lil bitch is a eater
I know it's middle of summer but lil brother still walking around with the heater
Boy, we not sipping no lines, we pouring up pints of the drink by the litеr (Yeah!)
Fuck everybody that hatеd and doubted me, bitch, look at me now
Never wanna see me make it to the top, they tried pulling me down
Jit, you is not with the gang, you should of known better, boy, don't come around
Brand new Russian AK, this bih band from the states, 150 rounds

[Verse]
I dont know you slime, so you know you get taxed
When I'm off of the bean, Imma break that hoe back
When I'm done with that bitch, I ain't calling her back
I be rolling up killa, I'm smoking on Thrax
I be rolling with killas equipped with the MACs
Busting them scams, made a mil off a Mac
I just pulled fifty racks out the safe, 'bout to go fuck up sacks
Bitch, I'm a demon, my only two reasons for living is money and sex
My girl only wear Chanel and Prada, I swear she the boujeest bitch
I stay with some slimes, it's sex, money, murder, but yeah, I'm still cool with the Crips
More money, more problems, extended my bands so you know I extended my clips
[Bridge]
Look at me now, look at me now, look at me now
Made it to the top, now I'm looking down
Look at me now, look at me now, look at me now
Made it to the top, now I'm looking down

[Chorus]
Fuck everybody that hated and doubted me, bitch, look at me now
Never wanna see me make it to the top, they tried pulling me down
Jit, you is not with the gang, you should of known better, boy, don't come around
Brand new Russian AK, this bih band from the states, 150 rounds
Fuck everybody that hated and doubted me, bitch, look at me now
Never wanna see me make it to the top, they tried pulling me down
Jit, you is not with the gang, you should of known better, boy, don't come around
Brand new Russian AK, this bih band from the states, 150 rounds