Brother locked up for the bricks
I grew up ‘round a sheltered family, I ain’t have to do that shit
But I still pop a n***a like a Twix, ay
Still crack a n***a like a Twix
I said brother locked up for the bricks
I grew up ‘round a sheltered family, I ain’t have to do that shit
But I still crack a n***a like a Twix, ay
Ay, hold on, yeah, ok, hold on

My new bitch named Sally
She come over and she whip the pot
Then she turn over and bend it over
Young n***a know it’s over
Every other rapper in the game best believe that it’s game over
Ay, hold on

I can never trust a n***a
All these pussy n***as fraud
All these n***as say one thing but then go run and tell Todd
Hold on, hold on, ay
I’m trying to catch-I’m tryna catch this one
Ok, hold on, ay
This one-this is a difficult one!
I’ma catch it, I’m a catch it
Yeah, ay, yeah
What happened? We good?
Uh, uh
Youngest n***a on the scene
Young n***a too clean
Pull up, best believe a young n***a rims gleam
Yeah, woah, ay
I let my bitch count my guap
I let my bitch count my guap
Pull that knot out and she keep going, she don’t stop
N***a bank too large
N***a bank too large
Young n***a posted up on the barge
Hit me up if you looking for me
N***a it ain’t hard to find me
Look at my teeth and I bet you gon’ say that it’s blinding
Bet you gon’ say that I’m shining
Bet you gon’ say that my new bitch she a dime
Yeah she be dimin’

Oh, oh, hold on
You know what I’m saying?
I’m saying
This that- you know this that
You get a lot of money to a kind of beat like this
Don’t you get a lot of money to some shit like this?
You get a lot of money
You know what I’m sayin’? yeah, ok
And I’m back on the scene
And I’m back on the scene
Brother standing right behind me
Best believe that n***a keep the red beam
Best believe that he gon’ pop it
Best believe that I won’t stop it
Best believe that I’ma be this way ‘til a n***a get like 50
By the time I turn 50
I’ma have a lot of money
By the time I get the money
I’ma be gone
I’ma go somewhere and cop me a big ass home
Never ever will a n***a live alone