[Chorus: YG Teck]
Still gettin' it, niggas had it
Nigga, my life a hundred like a Patek
Nigga, I been gettin' goofy with that baggage
I'm run a bomb through you with the smackage
You can smell my shit through the package
Chrome Hearts, I'm comin' through with this fashion
I can't even help what I do, I serve addicts
Pop up actin', get this bitch crackin'
I walked in the front and got a backend
You ain't livin' like that, you just rappin'
Counted up a hundred, now all of my niggas saggin'
We cock and blastin', we 'bout that action
[Verse 1: YG Teck]
I never seen you niggas hit no plays
I been in the same 'fit like four days
I never heard of niggas bustin' no K's
Sellin' no yay, I'm like, "No way"
These niggas got it
I don't ask for shit, I'm comin' out the pocket
I'm like less talk and more deposits
I don't like talkin', go and cop it
I can run it up, know these niggas ain't one of us
I been on niggas' neck like a button-up
I ain't never had shit, now I'm comin' up
They ain't see me comin' like ten uppercuts
Niggas be salt shakin' to these bitches
That's just gon' make her fuck me with the quickness
You on your first run, stop bluffin'
Hear that bitch from eight blocks when I bust it
Breakin' down eighty-three, gettin' goofy
Meet me at Lust, it's gon' be a movie
Ran out of ones, threw twenties on the coochie
Now she shake her ass on the toolie
You know I'm goin' up when the pack land
Every thou-wow go in a black band
Ran up a whole hundred in some track pants
If I don't know nothin', I know how to trap, man
Still gettin' it, niggas had it
Nigga, my life a hundred like a Patek
Nigga, I been gettin' goofy with that baggage
I'm run a bomb through you with the smackage
You can smell my shit through the package
Chrome Hearts, I'm comin' through with this fashion
I can't even help what I do, I serve addicts
Pop up actin', get this bitch crackin'
I walked in the front and got a backend
You ain't livin' like that, you just rappin'
Counted up a hundred, now all of my niggas saggin'
We cock and blastin', we 'bout that action
[Verse 1: YG Teck]
I never seen you niggas hit no plays
I been in the same 'fit like four days
I never heard of niggas bustin' no K's
Sellin' no yay, I'm like, "No way"
These niggas got it
I don't ask for shit, I'm comin' out the pocket
I'm like less talk and more deposits
I don't like talkin', go and cop it
I can run it up, know these niggas ain't one of us
I been on niggas' neck like a button-up
I ain't never had shit, now I'm comin' up
They ain't see me comin' like ten uppercuts
Niggas be salt shakin' to these bitches
That's just gon' make her fuck me with the quickness
You on your first run, stop bluffin'
Hear that bitch from eight blocks when I bust it
Breakin' down eighty-three, gettin' goofy
Meet me at Lust, it's gon' be a movie
Ran out of ones, threw twenties on the coochie
Now she shake her ass on the toolie
You know I'm goin' up when the pack land
Every thou-wow go in a black band
Ran up a whole hundred in some track pants
If I don't know nothin', I know how to trap, man
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