[Intro: Tafia]
(Ayo, Josh, make that shit bang)
Don't study me, just study what I do (What I do)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue, n***a (Alright)

[Chorus: Tafia]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, n***a)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race
Jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Tafia]
Knick knack, paddy whack, they gave a dog a bone
Made a hunnid bands, then I went and dropped a song (Let's go)
Spread my wings and I took off, Tafia on the roam
A lawyer, too much money, nine zones, get him gone (Pew)
Florida boy with the sauce, dead counted hustler
I don't need to catch up, old hundreds smell like mustard
Hit him with that switcheroo, pull up different Coupes
She walked out of her ex life, baby need new shoes (Uh-huh)
Gangster to the core, real bitches I adore
Bein' bad ain't enough, what you got? I need more
I started off with a three-five, then flipped that to a seven
Flipped the seven to a half a zip, then hit for a quarter P
Middle-man my way to a whole thing, so it made it cheap
Five months later, my right wrist cost a quarter key
[Chorus: Tafia & Icewear Vezzo]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, n***a)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes (Phew)
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race (Phew)
Jumped on a swoop (Phew) and came back (Mm) with some loot

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, don't ever cop no plea, we pull up Hawkings shit on feet
Put two thousand on his head to show that talkin' shit was cheap, huh
Pint of Wocky clean, that bitch ain't cause me shit but three
I be flossin' just like Meek, don't take no losses, we defeat, huh
You a bitch, your boss a bitch so that mean you're all hoes
[?] for myself, got fifty Demons I can could call on
Rappers thought we'd need 'em, so it's fuck 'em, we gon' ball on
Rich n***a, I don't wanna fuck, I want that jaw bone
Marty millionaire, was slappin' white and now we grabbin' heights
Throw my [?] around up in the sky, shit look like flashin' lights
Ever listened to them n***as' music, you the cappin' [?]
Tryna hear him say that he ain't told, I seen that black and white
Pop a double G, shit got me sleepin' like it's Benadryl
Obvi' ain't sign no n***a to my label, 'less you did a drill
[Chorus: Tafia]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, n***a)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race
Jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (Let's go)