[Intro: Yowda]
June onna beat, June onna beat
Yowda

[Verse 1: Yowda]
I'm in the zone, broke n***as can't reach me (Uh-uh)
I'm on my own, a broke bitch can't keep me (Fuck nah)
The product came and it got a n***a actin' funny (I got it)
No time for games, bitch, I'm out here tryna get this money (Let's get it)
She want QT (What?), I'm tryna move P's (Uh-huh)
In the two seat feelin' brand newski (Yoom)
I started gettin' money and got less emotional (N***a)
Two hundred thousand worth of jewels, I ain't approachable
You wasn't there when I was broke, then I ain't sociable (Nah)
My hitters stackin' heads up like a totem pole (Bah, bah)
And yeah, I know that cat (Yeah), he ain't a goon of mine (Never)
The n***a only show his pistol on his timeline (Maybach Music)

[Verse 2: Slim 400]
Hold up, l-look, l-look
Approach me about money, 'cause all this other shit, y'all be funny
Probably never bust your gone, you just hold it just to get by
And all this fake shit, poppin' off on rich shit
I'm a regular n***a that split 4, turned made n***a
I took fades, n***a
All my real ones and Grapes, n***a
All that pen' thought, so I hold it down like a shit stop
Made my own name, now I rap at the top
Old official ass n***a (400), but I'm still on the block
So what's the hate for?
I been blessed since a Kangol
But the same dough, make money and smoke dro
Like what they hit for? But this shit ain't gon' stop (400)
I'ma bick back, n***a (400), and I know I'ma pop