(Young Mike)
Bitch it’s that gas
Whole lotta choppers they be on yo’ ass
I was in the back of the class with the racks and the packs in the bag
Gotta get us on the map
I don’t care about your strap, lil’ boy gettin’ clapped
I be in the trap and I be on my Mac
I don’t care about rap, made a ‘hunnid off packs
Im a real trap hitta get you whacked for a sack
(Lil Med)
I was dead broke I was down on my ass
Nobody believed in the plan that I had
I know them niggas be hatin’ they mad
But I get them racks and throw them in a bag
I just be flexin’, you need to relax
What did I do? Bitch I got off my ass
Hop in my whip and I straight did the dash
The plug hit my phone (hе got Ps of the gas)
Told him bring 3, nigga hurry up fast
Run off on him and I know that he mad
But bitch I don’t care ‘cus I’m turnt to thе max (said bitch I don’t care ‘cus I’m turnt to the max)
(Young Mike)
Bitch it’s that gas
Whole lotta choppers they be on yo’ ass
I was in the back of the class with the racks and the packs in the bag
Gotta get us on the map
I don’t care about your strap, lil’ boy gettin’ clapped
I be in the trap and I be on my Mac
I don’t care about rap, made a ‘hunnid off packs
Im a real trap hitta get you whacked for a sack
Bitch it’s that gas
Whole lotta choppers they be on yo’ ass
I was in the back of the class with the racks and the packs in the bag
Gotta get us on the map
I don’t care about your strap, lil’ boy gettin’ clapped
I be in the trap and I be on my Mac
I don’t care about rap, made a ‘hunnid off packs
Im a real trap hitta get you whacked for a sack
(Lil Med)
I was dead broke I was down on my ass
Nobody believed in the plan that I had
I know them niggas be hatin’ they mad
But I get them racks and throw them in a bag
I just be flexin’, you need to relax
What did I do? Bitch I got off my ass
Hop in my whip and I straight did the dash
The plug hit my phone (hе got Ps of the gas)
Told him bring 3, nigga hurry up fast
Run off on him and I know that he mad
But bitch I don’t care ‘cus I’m turnt to thе max (said bitch I don’t care ‘cus I’m turnt to the max)
(Young Mike)
Bitch it’s that gas
Whole lotta choppers they be on yo’ ass
I was in the back of the class with the racks and the packs in the bag
Gotta get us on the map
I don’t care about your strap, lil’ boy gettin’ clapped
I be in the trap and I be on my Mac
I don’t care about rap, made a ‘hunnid off packs
Im a real trap hitta get you whacked for a sack
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