[Intro]
Maybach Music (Gentle Beatz)
I'm out here havin' things (Things)
Courtside, we at a Magic game (Game)
Pussy ho, I'm pressure (Pressure), I don't even play (Play)
That poor-ass n***a, ayy (Ayy)
That poor-ass n***a, ayy (Ayy), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
New Era 8, I tote the rock on fourth and inches (On fourth and inches)
That boy a paraplegic, he don't stand on business (Don't stand on biz)
Just like punctuation, I finished my sentence (Finished my sentence)
Did my lil' time and now I'm back in them trenches (Back to that bag)
I beat the road and work them phones, bitch, I get to it (Yes, I do)
I don't speak French, but let's talk money, ho, I'm fluent (Ho, I'm the truth)
I'm in the bandos and them dopeholes and them streets, my n***a (Streets)
Gun a n***a like a Backwood and a three-five, n***a (Grrt)

[Chorus]
All that tough talk and that rah-rah, but they already know
I send me a n***a ass to the doctor, boy, this shit on the floor
It seem like every time that I pop up, they be callin' my name
I took about thirty thousand dollars, spent it all on my chain
You can tell I got my check up from my left and right wrist
Them n***as be talkin' 'bout they some steppers, they ain't steppin' like this
My lil' n***a them 'bout whatever, so don't hate on the G
Do your ass just like Supreme and put your face on a tee, fuck n***a
[Verse 2]
I'm out here havin' things (I'm havin')
She wanna sit courtside (Uh-huh), we at the Magic game (Yeah)
Ho said it's fight night (Oh yeah?), let's fly to Vegas, bae (We gone)
I just popped forty bottles (Bottles), that was MIA (On God)
Talkin' club E11EVEN (E11EVEN), vibin' with Rozay (Rick Ross)
Pussy ho, I'm pressure (I am), I don't even play (At all)
That poor-ass n***a scared to ask you did you eat today? (Like what the fuck?)
You told that boy to break you off, you should've seen his face, ayy

[Chorus]
All that tough talk and that rah-rah, but they already know
I send me a n***a ass to the doctor, boy, this shit on the floor
It seem like every time that I pop up, they be callin' my name
I took about thirty thousand dollars, spent it all on my chain
You can tell I got my check up from my left and right wrist
Them n***as be talkin' 'bout they some steppers, they ain't steppin' like this
My lil' n***a them 'bout whatever, so don't hate on the G
Do your ass just like Supreme and put your face on a tee

[Outro]
I'm out here havin' things (Things)
Courtside, we at a Magic game (Game)
Pussy ho, I'm pressure (Pressure), I don't even play (Play)
That poor ass n***a, ayy (Ayy)
That poor ass n***a, ayy, yeah (M-M-M-M)