[Intro]
(Clibbo, you're crazy for this one)
.40 on me
(I'm Working On Dying)
But I got the .40 on me, 28 on my
28 on my jeans, but I got the .40 on me
(Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Uh, Woah

[Chorus]
28 on my jeans (Whoa), but I got the .40 on me (Let's go)
Tuck that lil bitch away (Whoa), No I can't show it on me (At all)
Pulled up right in a wraith (Skrt), now she wanna blow on me (Let's go)
Five hundred in the briefcase (Uh), bitch I got show on me (Let's go)
Ice (Uh), on my neck (Uh), bitch I got snow on me (Yuh)
Smoke (Uh), out of breath (Uh), bitch I got [?] on me (Yuh)
And I, am the best (Best), when I gotta go on beat (Let's go)
Pull up in a 'Rari FF two seat (Uh), automatic I don't even speak

[Verse 1]
[?] bitch you notice me (Uh), none of my car no lease
All of my bitches, they fuck for free (Yes), they all throw the fee (Let's go)
Fuck they look like on charge of me (Uh), they know I got cheese
Sidenote, I give out ten-packs (Whoa), and I do that shit in threes (Uh)
Thirty thousand for your baby (Whoa), I put that shit on a Birkin (Aye)
I pulled up right in the Maybach (Aye), yeah the one that got the curtains (Whoa)
I just bought me a lil perky (Uh), that's the reason that I'm swervin' (Whoa)
Bodied these n***as in races (Uh), I pull up in a new Hearse
Whoa, Aye
I be ballin' but I don't got a jersey
Gotta be sick 'cause these n***as want murk me
Pull up on my block and I got a .30 (Whoa)
Met a lil bitch, wanna work me, met her at 7/11 got slurpee (Whoa)
I'm off a fifteen, I'm off a ten, no I can't fuck with no thirty's
[Chorus]
28 on my jeans (Whoa), but I got the .40 on me (Let's go)
Tuck that lil bitch away (Whoa), No I can't show it on me (At all)
Pulled up right in a wraith (Skrt), now she wanna blow on me (Let's go)
Five hundred in the briefcase (Uh), bitch I got show on me (Let's go)
Ice (Uh), on my neck (Uh), bitch I got snow on me (Yuh)
Smoke (Uh), out of breath (Uh), bitch I got [?] on me (Yuh)
And I, am the best (Best), when I gotta go on beat (Let's go)
Pull up in a 'Rari FF two seat (Uh), automatic I don't even speak (Whoa)

[Verse 2]
Whoa, I don't even want the bitch, imma just hit her once
I 'member before we had money these same people wasn't really just feelin' us (Whoa)
The money ain't change shit, man, it made my n***as [?] drillin' [?]
I read that my n***as was drillin' your n***as before your n***as tried killin' us (Uh)
Pull up (Uh), pull up (Uh), extra strength (Strength)
Pull up (Uh, what), pull up (Uh), extra strength (Strength)
This lil n***a know this ain't that, ion even want no [?]
Whoa (Uh)
Young n***a had to go get my racks
Young n***a had to go check them stacks
Young n***a got a gun like Iraq
Young n***a had to come buy your product, watch how the way I bless your trap (Whoa)
Uh, n***a tried to flex, I'm flexin' back
Yeah, huh, he broke [?]
[Chorus]
28 on my jeans (Whoa), but I got the .40 on me (Let's go)
Tuck that lil bitch away (Whoa), No I can't show it on me (At all)
Pulled up right in a wraith (Skrt), now she wanna blow on me (Let's go)
Five hundred in the briefcase (Uh), bitch I got show on me (Let's go)
Ice (Uh), on my neck (Uh), bitch I got snow on me (Yuh)
Smoke (Uh), out of breath (Uh), bitch I got [?] on me (Yuh)
And I, am the best (Best), when I gotta go on beat (Let's go)
Pull up in a 'Rari FF two seat (Uh), automatic I don't even speak (Whoa)