Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me
Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery
Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'
Young nigga with that sack, young nigga with that sack on me
Just a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, young nigga keep that strap on me
I'm a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me
As soon as that money change hands then my mind pass
Half real and half misty, have to get one off bad
Came up on 'em and said it was clean but halfass
I lost the pack, not stressin' that 'cause God gon' give my blessin' back
Me, PeeWee, and Fendi we spent fifty, who are those cats?
Three-sixty on a Bentley, told 'em give me that, who does that?
I think I'm David Copperfield, pull rabbits out a ****in' hat
I'm silent rappin', rabbit food a gangster move, I need a sack
I take your b***h and giver her back, got so much cash, can't tote it all
Twin Range Rovers called 'caine and crack, so many cars, still ain't drove 'em all
My kiko got players throwin' grenades and they'll explode the wall
Some choppers and that gasolina 'cause Guwop tryna server the wall
Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me
Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery
Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'
Young nigga with that sack, young nigga with that sack on me
Just a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, young nigga keep that strap on me
I'm a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me
I'm gettin' to a sack, they wanna know where it's at now
I'm gettin' to a check, boy I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Young b***h from the trap, young b***h not rap
Young b***h I'm blowin' up quick, everybody like how you do that
**** up a check, I'ma get it back
Niggas be talkin' that chitter chat
I be that b***h, bring my city back
Sour diesel, boy we ain't into that
Diamonds are dancin' like Diddy
No talkin', my b***h we with it
Look at my diamonds just dancin'
Look at my Rollie just dancin'
Whole lotta designer, still Gucci, Louis, no Prada
I come from the bottom, I be killin' shit to be honest
I'm in a foreign, I'm with your b***h 'cause she borin'
Met her while tourin', she give me neck while you goin', hey
Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me
Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery
Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'
Young nigga with that sack, young nigga with that sack on me
Just a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, young nigga keep that strap on me
I'm a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me
You know we havin' sticks like Chop
Know we havin' big old gwap
Know if a b***h ever touch somethin' then you know that b***h got popped
I told Unc put me in the kitchen, you know my wrist don't lock
And it took a lot of baking soda to put my wrist on rock
Yeah hey, tick tock
Big face look like a big clock
Four-five, yeah the big Glock
All these bags, we need six Glocks
If he lame we serve him sheetrock
Yeah the Porsche plain but it's a T-top
The classic one, no Reebok
This the last one, we gotta restock
Uh, know my b***h Healthy with me, yeah
Healthy life, if he prayed, pay the price, yeah
Make him pay it twice
Healthy life, if he play, play it twice, yeah
Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me
Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery
Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'
Young nigga with that sack, young nigga with that sack on me
Just a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, young nigga keep that strap on me
I'm a young nigga with a sack, young nigga with a sack on me
Young nigga with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me