Ayy, ayy, ayy {Verse} Bitch, I've been a P since the playground This shit ain't come overnight, had to stay down On that road day and night like a greyhound On the I-15 goin' out of state bound (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr) If you ain't gettin' money then you in the way Told that little bitch that she gotta pay ({?}) Bitch, I need my queso ándale (Go) I be gettin' to that bag like every day (Go, go) But I'll still slide down with a baby K And bounce out and watch these bullets hit a nigga face Niggas tellin' nowadays so I'm masked up Ayy, tell these broke niggas, "Better catch up" (Bitch) I got my bag up, now these niggas mad, huh Same bitches on me now used to laugh, huh Got a big bag, flexin' on they bitch ass (On they bitch ass) Nigga talkin' like a ho, you'll get bitch slapped (Bitch) Catch a nigga comin' out that kickback Ayy, split his wig like a KitKat (Boom, boom) Lil nigga, stop talkin' like you live that What you niggas rappin' 'bout, we done did that (Did that) Broke boy, get off your ass, go and run it up Compact nickel in my pocket if you runnin' up (Boom, boom, boom) Spent like three on this fit just to sum it up ({?}) Go to Saks Fifth and do the math, we just add it up First youngin in the back Ghost ridin' in the Wraith Got these niggas hella mad 'cause I'm doin' what they can't (Skrr, skrr, skrr) Ayy, so they speakin' on my name (On my name) Catch a nigga slippin', I'ma spill a nigga brain, on the gang (Boom, boom, boom) Niggas better stay up in they lane If I go down, I ain't sayin' anything, swear to God Bitch, I ain't never had a job All a nigga life had to jugg, had to rob When they came out with blues, fell in love with the strips {?}, never loved on a bitch Chillin' in the back of the club with the stick I ain't even 21 but I'm still in this bitch I ain't sippin' no Patron 'cause I'm sippin' out the brick (Syrup) DJ put my song and they feelin' my shit I'm just tryna run it up to a million and shit Nerd niggas go down, get to squealin' and shit I'm just tryna run it up to a million and shit {?} still need a mil' in this bitch When it's crunch time in the field with the stick I ain't kickin' no cups, poppin' seals off the brick (Syrup) and i aint gon stop til i touxh a couple millions bitch