[Intro]
Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?
Nine9, made it!

[Verse]
Yeah, bitch, we trap in America (Beep)
Yeah, N***as clones, (Uh, uh) n***as replicas
Im in a trapped out economy (Uh, uh)
Yeah, n***as, they be funny, (Uh, uh) they be comedy
Yeah, n***as always cappin', don't know what they wanna be (Don't know what they wanna be)
She ask me what I do, I say "get high, honestly" (I said get high honestly)
She said pay for my clothes, I said probably
I'm not followin' no law or no policy (I'm not following no policy)
Boy, you found the wrong guy to make apologies (I'm not makin' apologies)
I will never be sorry, I'm a O-G (You know I'm a OG)
Bitch, I got your money, feel like Smokey (Bitch, I feel like Smokey)
And my chain gold like a trophy
Finna buy some Backwoods, no ID (ID)
I don't give a fuck 'bout shit, I'm too carefree (I'm too carefree)
Supreme goggles on my face, but I don't ski
Young n***a, I don't fuck with nobody (Body)
Young n***a, man, I get these hoes salty (Salty)
Pull up in an AMG, and now she salty (Salty)
Hoes mad, yeah, I got these hoes salty (Salty)
In that shit, just to get a bitch salty (Salty)