Lyrics: Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr/Dijon Isaiah MCFarlane
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich these niggas salty
All these 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 niggas I didn't forget back
I had to go through the struggle I didn't forget that
I hop 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 nigga 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 birdbath
Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe
And I'm that nigga now who knew
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich these niggas salty