After I run up that bag, I'm through And these streets don't let me like youBe a broke nigga, no candle My lil' baby, she too bougie, brand newI just wanna know what's me plus you Chop the roof and the seat fit tooBe a broke nigga, no candle My lil' baby, she too bougie, brand newMy lil' baby, she too bougie, brand newYour nigga jumped off the Porsche, I had to grow herFrom the bottom, this type of nigga, that * mold herSwear to God that I love my dawgs, I can't control themIf it get dirty around my name, would you hold her?Would you still be there if I never had my door?If I was seeking visitation, would you show her?If they gon' make it, I'm gon' try to count some moreYou can bet you we gon' come get it if you owe herAfter I run up that bag, I'ma change* these rap shakers, I get bags out of waysIf you call me, then I'ma smash on the wayBut * on me, I'll beat your back, I don't playWorkin' deep, but I ain't had other days* with me, you need to try other thingsCause we the ones, and we the five, and we the waveCount that money, let it pile in the safeAfter I run up that bag, I'm throughI'm throughBitch, don't let me like youBe a broke nigga, no candleMy lil' baby, she too bougie, brand newI just wanna know what's me, plus youChop the roof and the seat fit, tooBe a broke nigga, no candleMy lil' baby, she too bougie, brand newYour nigga, get up and go get herWant some on your plate, but I brought you the whole dinnerI been heatin' up in the summer for cold winterGot me to yourself, daddy, bitch, you be so bitterYeah, want me to stay home, sorry to wrong, niggaYou like to say I miss it, I miss it, I miss itI'm makin' your bones shiver, yeahI be hella bold, I'm touchin' the soul in yaGotta get back on the road, I can't be alone with yaBut after I run up that bag, I'ma changeSunny days, but can you stand in the rain?I need action, you know, blast on the bankI need a good set, it feel like cash in the bankYou say I never get enough, I knowGotta stuff it up until it busts out, whoaYou know I'm bout to battle, play the tough guy, broYou blowin' up my line, don't cross that line, noAfter I run up that bag, I'm throughAnd these streets don't let me like youBe a broke nigga, no candleMy lil' baby, she too bougie, brand newI just wanna know what's me plus youChop the roof and the seat fit tooI be a broke nigga, no candleMy lil' baby, she too bougie, brand new