[Intro]
(BandGang)
(Classic)
(Okay Jones)

[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
The hoes I wanted back in high school used to spin me
Now they on dick 'cause they see me buzzin' like I'm tipsy
I quit goin' to the store, it was gettin' risky
You tryna fuck her, I'ma make that bitch drive to Indi
You eatin' off your mans, we eatin' off them punches
Leavin' the mall with more baskets than the Easter Bunny
N***as know the repercussions, they wouldn't even bum me
Have your mama tryna set you up a GoFundMe
You tryna dodge the mall cops, I'm tryna dodge the feds
Like an overprotective parent, they've been on my head
Swipin' ain't dead, these n***as just scared
These n***as must be on a diet, they don't want bread

[Verse 2: G.T.]
Hit bro with a fire BIN, he say, "Good lookin' out"
The bitch ain't wanna fuck then, but look at me now
First day out the feds, grab that hundred thou'
And sit back so we can see what n***as on now
Ain't seein' nothin', don't be askin' what I'm on now (Don't be askin')
I'm up now, and I still can't give a loan out (Yeah)
I'm in the club sittin' back, whippin' rolls out
We back scammin' 'cause you know they let Rolls out