[Intro]
Aye, bitch
Still Break In
Bitch, I'm bag chasin'
Look

[Verse 1]
If I know one thing, bitch, it's how to get money
You a broke ass bitch, better stay the fuck from me
Aye, I keep a Glock by my tummy
Fads
Bitch you can't tell me nothin'
Bitch, same n***a that I used to be
Just a lil' more money, you ain't used to it
I do it on my own, I don't need no help
N***as saying that they real, wearing fake belts
(Damn) It's a shame
Thought you was sliding but you ain't gang gang
How you gon' switch? Taught you to maintain
Aye, but fuck all that bullshit, still free the chain gang

[Verse 2]
Ouu, bitch I'm off my bullshit
Long as I got two hands, I'ma tote two sticks
Lil' n***a he an all out square, he a Rubix
And I don't even really like talking, I like to shoot shit
All I know is money out there and I'ma go get that
I don't like fucking bitches, I like to break back
It cost to be a boss, bitch, I had to pay that
Bitch, I had to pay that
Last n***as tried to run up, didn't go well, oh well
I don't bail, gotta make some more sale
N***as say they out here trappin' but got no scale
I don't trust my bitch but I trust my dope scale
Look, and I'm just being honest
I done ran it up, I ain't go to college
I ain't on the court but, bitch, I'm ballin'
And I ain't Future, bitch, but I can hear the perky's callin'
[Verse 3]
Hol' up
Bitch I'm not done
She said I'm the only one, bitch, I'm not dumb
When it comes to the money, all you n***as got none
Say you want smoke but you really want none
All type of blowers lil' bitch we stalked up
Walked in the club when I'm hella sauced up
You n***as go for fun, I get paid to pop up, aye
I get paid to pop up (aye, aye)