Yeah excuse me
Whole squad wit me don't touch me
These hoes say hate me but the bag just makem wanna f*ck me
I've been smoking on cookies stuffed backwoods now I got the munchies
All these niggas really junkies, wanna handout when you wasn't down wit me
Yeah I can get a bag like this, flip a whole bag like this, break down a pound like this, serve ya whole town like this
I can show you how to flip a sack
Quick flip just like that
Bad dude but I always went to class
All a nigga wanted was a bag
Advice always took it from my dad
Niggas hate hope you go out sad
Anything you invest in get it back
And I'll still tell a bitch get back
Upgraded from a nickel bag
Know I made niggas mad
Tryna get inside a nigga stash
So I gotta get a new strap
Wit the beam on the gat
Do his head like ketchup like splat
Show you how to jugg like this
If we don't know ya best believe ya getting hit
Never had to flip my wrist
Og gas bags in stinking like piss
Wondering where ya girl nigga take a guess
Bout to drop her back off yeen gotta stress
Niggas couldn't hear me so I said it wit my chest
Ima prove I'm the best I ain't gotta take a test
Ain't even gotta stress cause I'm nothing like the rest
All I want is just the head nothing more nothing less
When it comes to a check I want it every chance I get
Next move be ya best move the game is like chess
Stayed down and I counted my profit
Made a hit now I'm taking off just like a rocket
Hate on me boy you need to stop it
Always got a strap ain't never scared to pop it
I was down to the point I thought I lost it
All them losses ion even wanna talk about it
Took a chance to get a bag and when and got it
Otw to top but a nigga get started
My goons don't play fair we play for keeps
Pull up to ya hood ride a 100 deep
Perc 10s got a nigga feeling geeked
I'm the man so f*ck what you telling me
100 bands sitting right in front me
Remember when I first seen a 100 ps
Plug just said he got his trust me
If this rap don't work I know I got a plug at least
Never had a problem getting them packs in
If I don't fwu you know I'm taxing
F*ck it Ima treat him like a backend
Kick his door down like nigga what's hannin
Won't stop till a nigga mad rich
Ima keep balling like a maverick
For them days when a nigga ain't have shit
Ima keep puttin on and Ima pop shit
Yeah excuse me
Whole squad wit me don't touch me
These hoes say hate me but the bag just makem wanna f*ck me
I've been smoking on cookies stuffed backwoods now I got the munchies
All these niggas really junkies, wanna handout when you wasn't down wit me