ayy whole lotta 52nd ave shit Why you worried bout me get your dough right I been up getting money on them cold nights See a sagging nigga and it's on sight Fuck talking see a nigga and its on sight (Ay)Sipping lines they be pourin′ up the whole pint (surppp) (Ay)And I be on that road life (Ay)Niggas on that broke life Boss up yeah you need to get your dough right Blowing money when you broke better stack that 40 hanging on my neck fuck a backpack And my brother lil hen keep a fat mac Gonna shoot first nigga fuck a clap back And I lost everything had to bounce back Bitch I'm blowing out the p fuck a ten sack. Pouring up double cups I need more ice (surpp) I was broke but I had to get my dough right (Ay)Yeah I had to get my dough right Took a trip came back in the same night Bitch I don′t catch feelings I just catch flights And this glock got a beam with a flashlight Knock him down skate off like half-pipe bending corners we aint stopping at no stoplight Why you worried bout me get your dough right I been up getting money on them cold nights (Ay)See a sagging nigga and it′s on sight Fuck talking see a nigga and its on sight (Ay)Sipping lines they be pourin' up the whole pint (surppp) (Ay)And I be on that road life boss up yesh you need to get your dough right