Lyrics: cavon paige/Jaquan Borneo-Lee
Music: cavon paige/Jaquan Borneo-Lee
[Chorus: YTB Fatt]
If a n***a with me, I got a hundred thousand they gon' rock for
Huh, whew, uh, huh
I'm still showin' y'all n****s how to make that cheese and shoot that shit
Huh, showin' these industry rappers there's still gangsters around this b***h
The hood was dry, I got that check and upgraded all the sticks
Huh, know you heard of me, I'm the young n***a that get your shooter hit
Three hundred thousand in the bag, won't post it
Huh, come through, p***y, I'm posted
I ain't gotta ask no n***a for shit
Millionaire Fox, p***y, I'm loaded
I ain't got gotta ask no n***a for shit
Eight cars in my name, I'm loaded
I ain't gotta pay for no ****in' security, my whole block on my shoulders
[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]
'Member smokin' and freestylin' with my n****s, now I'm ****in' global
Huh, n***a laughed at me, look at me now, shit, I told him
Four hundred on ice, I did, let's do it
Bought some more ice, I did it
Changed my mama's and helped my n***a's ****in' life, I did it
[Verse 2: OT7 Quanny]
Every time I look in the mirror, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (Yeah, I did it)
Every time I look at my wrist, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (Yeah, I did it)
Every time I look at my b***h, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (Sosa baby)
Every time I look at my whips, I'm like, "Yeah, I did it" (Yeah, I did it)
Now I'm voice of the trenches, uh
We ain't savin' b*****s, uh (We ain't savin' b*****s)
Thousand eight grams in the pot, yeah, I just raised the chicken (Yeah, I just raised the chicken)
I'ma shoot my ****in' clip 'til Jayson Tatum in it ('Til Jayson Tatum in it)
And I just broke the bank (I just broke the bank)
I need another safe (I need another safe)
Hrrt, walk him down, he need another face (He need another face)
Did three shows back to back, I made like 90K (Made like 90K)
Real cash getter (Real cash getter), motion-having-ass n***a (Motion-having-ass n***a)
I'm a Rick Owen-wearin', Maybach-driving-ass n***a (Maybach driving-ass n***a)
A hundred grand nights (A hundred grand nights), first-class flights (First class flights)
Went and bought my own shit, this ain't my man ice (This ain't my man ice)
And I just stopped at Citizens, picked one-fifty up (Picked one-fifty up)
You wan' describe me in four words? Sosa rich as **** (Sosa rich as ****)
Left pocket, right pocket, shit on Fat Joe (Shit on Fat Joe)
When you pull up, Maybach truck, she won't tell you no (She won't tell you no)
Uh-huh, always keep that flame, Sosa Hellboy (Sosa Hellboy)
Biggest house on my block, Uncle Elroy (Uncle Elroy)
[Chorus: YTB Fatt]
Huh, whew, uh, huh
I'm still showin' y'all n****s how to make that cheese and shoot that shit
Huh, showin' these industry rappers there's still gangsters around this b***h
The hood was dry, I got that check and upgraded all the sticks
Huh, know you heard of me, I'm the young n***a that get your shooter hit
Three hundred thousand in the bag, won't post it
Huh, come through, p***y, I'm posted
I ain't gotta ask no n***a for shit
Millionaire Fox, p***y, I'm loaded
I ain't got gotta ask no n***a for shit
Eight cars in my name, I'm loaded
I ain't gotta pay for no ****in' security, my whole block on my shoulders
Vocals: OT7 Quanny/YTB FATT
Recording Engineer: ATurnMeUp/KlutchFrenchie
Mixing Engineer: ATurnMeUp/KlutchFrenchie