I be in studio with my bro I be in studio aint got no time to chase no hoes I be on the road selling weed to my bro Its moshpit when thry see me yeah they know Im a young niggas from the west and we be creeping Whatever they do sober minded i do it geeking Young nigga from Cpt im rollin in the city White bitch with ass man i swear she looks like Whitney I be chasin cash like on a daily hommie i aint kiddin i dont need nobody for this shit nigga am gett it i aint got no worries as long a nigga keep on stacking i dont need no gang shit as long as my money right im a villian in the trap i be creepin in the night everybody lookin litty we come alive in the night flip flow like a coin Young nigga Finna get rich till i hit the grave I swear this trap is turning me into a slave I wanna see hunnid racks right in front of my face Then im moving to the hills switching up my place presidential sweet underground parklots big life big dreams big booty big cribs big trucks elevator in the house no shoes in the house only eating overpriced stakes in the house shawty wanna come and stay in the house