[Verse 1: Beno]
Hold on, bae, yeah, real quick, I gotta water whip (Southside shit)
I got a play around the corner for a half a split
My unky called, said "Do your thing," he passed me a brick
Still in the hood with my n***as even though I'm rich
I'm 'bout to dip off with this bitch, auto-start the whip (It's a Wayne beat)

[Verse 2: Drego]
Man, these n***as beefin' over hoes, I don't know how they get
It's badda-boom, badda-bang, but it ain't 'bout a bitch
It's 'bout the bud, 'bout the beans, boy, it's 'bout a brick
This bitch got a heat sensor, I ain't 'bout to miss
This like a fourteen-piece like a lotto pick
I made a quick ten-piece, bitch, Jamaal Tinsley
I lay low and blow the pros in the ninth inning
I have my n***as paint your brib like a nice tеnant

[Verse 3: BandGang Masoe]
My name Jordan, I don't know Bennett, I ain't in it
Wе get word that's your block, watch how quick we spin it
I done got rich twice, but I always spend it
You a rookie, you ain't school like your ass suspended
We hit the club, don't announce us, we don't want the attention
We might have to catch a body and flee out the business
I'll hit you, you, and you, we ain't leavin' no witness
Put them blues in your head like you Marge Simpson, n***a

[Verse 4: BandGang Paid Will]
Your trap movin' slow, what's the hold-up?
My n***a fresh out and got pole tucked
I don't know them n***as, but they know us
Real Bronx Baby, name a time I ain't showed up
You late on your rent, we just flushed an eight
It was plain at first, told 'em bust the face
Shootin' four-five-six, n***a, what's the bank?
Have brodie hit you up with a rusty K, n***a

[Verse 5: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
They all gettin' knocked off in the name of Paid
You can't come around if you ain't tryna bake the cake
A lot of paper on them heads, watch it circulate
I told bae to blow his socks down, caught him off the bait
Blowfish, a faceshot gon' swole his shit right away
Oh shit, y'all know y'all fucked up lettin' us in the bank
More bricks, more clips, the work and magazine tape
No shit, Sherlock, I like the whole town with crank
Paid Will paid still, you rattin' n***as' pappy, huh?
No deal, four mil', my baby need a Grammy, huh
No chill, go kill—
No chill, go kill if he ever got an addy