Yeah my **** we, we really popping this shit for real, ****
Yeah, no cap, no rap cap
I took the top off, I'm dripping like hot sauce
I got drank and it's clean raw
Baby, give me that mean mouth, hit that pussy like golf ball
I can do this without y'all, caught a loss, I go loco
I go back to the traphouse, break the bricks and them bales down
Cashing in and I then I cash out, turn that shit to a stash house
I ain't taking no handouts, money calling, I'm en route
For them **** they been down, blow a bag when I'm in town
They say, Gunna, you the best, I done went and got a check
I'm about to flex, it's an Audemars Piguet, rocking diamonds, I'm wet
I got water round my neck, I done start to worry less
Went and bought my bitch a necklace, high tech my fresh
**** sending me threats, I done bought another vest
I'm protecting my flesh, ****, pardon my bad
Fifty fur on my hat, I'm having them racks
I could never get attached (No)
Got Chanel, I can see now, I got back on my feet now
I can take care of my team now, I'ma hold my whole team down
**** hate, I don't see how, made it out of the damn South
And I don't even know how
'Bout to pull me a Benz out
I took the top off, I'm dripping like hot sauce
I got drank and it's clean raw
Baby, give me that mean mouth, hit that pussy like golf ball
I can do this without y'all, caught a loss, I go loco
I go back to the traphouse, break the bricks and them bales down
Cashing in and I then I cash out, turn that shit to a stash house
I ain't taking no handouts, money calling, I'm en route
For them **** they been down, blow a bag when I'm in town
Yeah, I drip when I'm in town, I'm just tryna stay in bounds
And I'm milking my cash cow, Gunna came with his own sound
You ain't stealing this flow now, blowing smoke and it's so loud
I been bringing these hoes out, Gunna get in his zone now
Eat a green salad yeah, **** still rapping
Racks got me relaxing, bought me a gold Patek
I'm fly and I'm flashy yeah, ****, we have it
Tell me your profession, we gang banging active, YSL Legends
Got Chanel, I can see now, I got back on my feet now
I can take care of my team now, I'ma hold my whole team down
**** hate, I don't see how, made it out of the damn South
And I don't even know how
'Bout to pull me a Benz out
I took the top off, I'm dripping like hot sauce
I got drank and it's clean raw
Baby, give me that mean mouth, hit that pussy like golf ball
I can do this without y'all, caught a loss, I go loco
I go back to the traphouse, break the bricks and them bales down
Cashing in and I then I cash out, turn that shit to a stash house
I ain't taking no handouts, money calling, I'm en route
For them **** they been down, blow a bag when I'm in town

Writer(s): Richie Souf, Gunna.