[Intro]
(Plug, don't do this to 'em)
(Damn Kai you goin' crazy)

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
I was layin' low, end up on the floor
Had to blow up a air mattress
I never thought about bein' in a movie
They play, I'm gettin' active
Was a lil' boy hood turned me to a man
Way before I met the pastor
Count money, my hoe know I been gettin' green
Why I never liked the Packers?
Gave every rap nigga in my city hope
We the reason why they poppin' Perkys
Let 'em borrow my style, you got no Thanksgiving
We gon' fuck around and buy 'em turkeys
Mini, micro, Draco, I'm still working on my off days
Let us be mutual

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Go
This shit wasn't еasy, I came up hard, I been through every phasе (Phase)
I grind so hard, bust down a chain, my diamonds pave (Woah)
Cut off my nigga, he fucked me up, he had some opp ways (Damn)
I've been betrayed, my heart on ice, I feel like Rod Wave (Yeah)
I'm always on go, don't need no brakes, I'm smashing on the gas (Skrr)
Bread Gang, BGE, like back pockets, you play we on your ass (Facts)
Black trucks, black tux, toe on your tag, zipped in a body bag (What's that?)
It's gon' be a funeral, oh (Oh)
I can't even count how many times my life been caved in (Too many)
Been quarantining inside this coupe, feel like a caveman (I'm dolo)
They copy and paste my fit to stylist then they pressin' send (Where he get that?)
Most of these niggas created players they ain't made men (Woah)
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