I put the new Forgi's on the G

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my (n word I refuse to say) got it out the streets

I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team

Now a (n word I refuse to say) can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'

I was broke now I'm rich, these (n word I refuse to say) salty

All this designer on my body got me drip, drip (ayy)

Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip

If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip

I run the racks up with my queen, like London and Nip

But I got rich on all these (n word I refuse to say), I didn't forget, bet

I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that

I hopped inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back

These bitches know me now, 'cause I got them big racks

'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that

Young (n word I refuse to say) on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack

Uncle fronted me some P's had to get them birds back

We came up on dirty money, I gave it a bird bath

Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe

Either you frontin' Yah Gang or ya SuWoop

Got a New Orleans bitch and man that pussy voodoo

And I'm that (n word I refuse to say) now, who knew?

I put the new Forgi's on the G

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my (n word I refuse to say) got it out the streets

I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team

Now a (n word I refuse to say) can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'

I was broke now I'm rich, these (n word I refuse to say) salty

I been wakin' up to get the money, whoa, whoa

Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, whoa, whoa

Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fuckin' 'em both

I put in a new AP, the water like a boat

I was down bad on my dick, where was you (n word I refuse to say) at?

I know you turned your back on me, just to get some racks

I seen you swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach

New diamonds on me, fuck a flash, this ain't SnapChat

'Cause I been gettin' paid

Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade

Got my baby mama that new Bentayga

Tryna get the dough, Joe, like a sensei, yeah

Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain

I just mind my business

I got brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin'

All these rappers just talk about it, I live it

Goin' up, I ain't got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah

I put the new Forgi's on the G

I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my (n word I refuse to say) got it out the streets

I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans

I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team

Now a (n word I refuse to say) can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'

I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'

I was broke now I'm rich, these (n word I refuse to say) salty

I, ayy, yeah

I've been ballin' lil' (n word I refuse to say)

Now watch me ball on these (n word I refuse to say)

Yeah, now watch me ball on these (n word I refuse to say), yeah

Now watch me ball on these (n word I refuse to say)

Now watch me ball on these (n word I refuse to say), yeah, yeah