Mustard on the beat, ho
Am Bm
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
C
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
C
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
Bm Am
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
Am Bm
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
C
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
Bm Am
I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty
Am Bm
All these designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy
C
Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip
Bm Am
I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip
Am Bm
But I got rich on all these niggas, I didn't forget, back
C
I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back
Bm Am
These bitches know me now 'cause I got them big racks
Am Bm
'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that
C
Young nigga on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack
C
Uncle fronted me some P's, had to get them birds back
Bm Am
We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath
Bm
Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe
C
Either you frontin' y'all gang or you're SuWoop
Got a New Orleans bitch and man, that pussy voodoo
Bm Am
And I'm that nigga now, who knew?
Am Bm
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
C
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
C
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
Bm Am
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
Am Bm
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
C
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
Bm Am
I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty
Am Bm
I been wakin' up to get the money, woah, woah
C
Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, woah, woah
C
Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fucking 'em both
Bm Am
I put in a new AP, the water like a boat
Bm
I was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at?
C
I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks
I see you swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach
Bm Am
New diamonds on me, fuck a flash, this ain't Snapchat
Am
'Cause I been gettin' paid
Bm C
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Grab my baby mama that new Bentayga
Bm
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei, yeah
Am
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
Bm C
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin'
All these rappers just talk about it, I live it
Bm Am
Goin' up, I ain't got no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah
Am Bm
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
C
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
C
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
Bm Am
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
Am Bm
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
C
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning
Bm Am
I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty
Am Bm C
I, ayy, yeah
I've been ballin', lil' nigga
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Am Bm C
Yeah, now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Now watch me ball on these niggas, yeah, yeah
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