[Intro]
It's a Wayne beat

[Verse 1: Jug Harden]
Throw a n***a party, send him up, it's a rooftop
Wanna be Meech, I don't wanna be no Tupac
Like 12 thousand, ain't no shoes in that shoe box
Yeah my money grown, act my age, not my shoe size
Got two bitches, hate each other, but they loving me
N***as acting like they still rich, you a dub to me
Paid 5000, why would I hit the club for free?
Me and G.T., that's like a hund a piece

[Verse 2: G.T.]
Gucci everything, [?] I'm like Guwop
Feel like OJ da Juiceman, I'm working Tupac
I wanna be like Ace Boogie, [?] moving too hot
Cops and robbers when I was young, but never did I choose cop
Cameras еverywhere on thе spot, we see down the block
[?] ten years straight, even in a droubt
Got on my [?] 'cause I just made some new gwop
[?] how he throw shots

[Verse 3: Jug Harden]
I can't have no bank account, I'm too used to doing fraud
In the club or in the mall, still got blicky in my draws
Never seen my opps shop, man, I sware this world too small
N***as dying in the field, he ain't even get to ball
[?] I just gotta fuck his broad
What you think this Pape for?
I ain't gotta spend it all
I might spend it up in True
I might spend it at the mall
Got no simpothy for the opps
I'm a thot, fuck them all
[Verse 4: G.T.]
This gold presi on me, I feel like I'm in [?]
[?] 20 boes [?] 20 racks, I should've got 26
I'm balling, and my n***as balling too, we all winning
[?] Chanel [?] ball in
Got a bag, I hit the bitch, [?] feel like [?]
My Cali plug said them bitches on the way, he got [?]
He a rooky, and that boy don't know shit, we gon' [?] him
And these hoes that these n***as die for, we just spin them