[Intro]
(Thank you, GC)
(Hit it)
[Verse 1: BTB Savage]
Hit the road with a hundred, bet I get the bag gone (Get that shit gone)
You can't even show a dub, nigga, get your ass on (Broke-ass nigga)
Green dumps at the ATM with the PIN code
Them niggas gon' be mad as fuck, they wake up and that bag gone (I'm gone)
You'd leave the trap if you see the scam cash, though
You flexin' with them throwbacks, nigga, let the past go (Lame-ass nigga)
Real puncher, pullin' bank fraud, a two-headed G.O.A.T.
Pullin' fraud in Minnesota while it's cold like I'm Lil Boat
Niggas broke as fuck, that's why you never see 'em outside (Nеver see them niggas)
Nigga, why you hatin' on me? Don't you work a day job? (Work at Walmart)
Playin' likе shit funny and get slapped up like Chris Rock
You ain't even try to jugg, niggas out here dry, sellin' sauce
Fifty in a vacuum seal in case a nigga get caught (Yeah)
And if I pay the rent, I turn the spot into a trap house
CPN spot, I'm finna turn it to a scam house (For sure)
I ain't do no payments on the pendant, boy, I cashed out
Lil'-ass nigga hatin' on me, pull a bag out
He thought this was a normal glizzy, 'til he heard the switch rounds
If you don't want your bitch took, you better not bring your bitch 'round
I put her on the laptop and make her bust logs down
We can't go on dates until she drop a check and pull it out (Yeah)
A hundred bows just touched down, they landed at your ho house (One of your ho houses)
Niggas had a buzz, and now they broke like they Eddie House (Broke-ass nigga)
A thousand blues on me, think I walked out of Jordan Downs
(Thank you, GC)
(Hit it)
[Verse 1: BTB Savage]
Hit the road with a hundred, bet I get the bag gone (Get that shit gone)
You can't even show a dub, nigga, get your ass on (Broke-ass nigga)
Green dumps at the ATM with the PIN code
Them niggas gon' be mad as fuck, they wake up and that bag gone (I'm gone)
You'd leave the trap if you see the scam cash, though
You flexin' with them throwbacks, nigga, let the past go (Lame-ass nigga)
Real puncher, pullin' bank fraud, a two-headed G.O.A.T.
Pullin' fraud in Minnesota while it's cold like I'm Lil Boat
Niggas broke as fuck, that's why you never see 'em outside (Nеver see them niggas)
Nigga, why you hatin' on me? Don't you work a day job? (Work at Walmart)
Playin' likе shit funny and get slapped up like Chris Rock
You ain't even try to jugg, niggas out here dry, sellin' sauce
Fifty in a vacuum seal in case a nigga get caught (Yeah)
And if I pay the rent, I turn the spot into a trap house
CPN spot, I'm finna turn it to a scam house (For sure)
I ain't do no payments on the pendant, boy, I cashed out
Lil'-ass nigga hatin' on me, pull a bag out
He thought this was a normal glizzy, 'til he heard the switch rounds
If you don't want your bitch took, you better not bring your bitch 'round
I put her on the laptop and make her bust logs down
We can't go on dates until she drop a check and pull it out (Yeah)
A hundred bows just touched down, they landed at your ho house (One of your ho houses)
Niggas had a buzz, and now they broke like they Eddie House (Broke-ass nigga)
A thousand blues on me, think I walked out of Jordan Downs
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