[Chorus: Jay Critch]
Bag came in, it's never late
You probably look at me funny if I told you what I make
Pockets full, tryna fill up the safe
Making that money, you let it make you, can't relate
AP [?] time [?]
[?] time of the day
We on the wave, and they riding the wave
She wanna go for a ride in the Wraithe
Watch for the haters, they smile in your face
[?] stay right in your place
[?]
Diamonds they hit, like they fight in a cage

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
[?]
[?] what you tryna say?
Put the diamonds all inside of the face
She want lobster, she get Raman today
[?]
We balling, never opps in the way
To the racks, they go the opisit way
You get money, must be opisit day
Your bitch wanna date my wrist
On the side she be taking dick
[?] chase a bitch
See the money, gotta make the shit
But it'scool, I'm never late to it
[?] can't relate to it
Once I hit it, I escaped the bitch
Diamonds hitting, now she hate my wrist
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