You niggas done messed up now, we gettin' money, cars, clothes And we might just bag your hoes, real trap season Talk to him, Cochise, cut this off Said you gettin' money isn't real, could you tell me? Have you ever flipped a hundred bands, could you tell me? Have you ever split it with your friends, could you tell me? Niggas switchin' on they mans, they done failed me, Supercharged and ripped the coppers, could he trail me? If I'm shittin' now, that nigga better bail me In the AK with the scope, I got, I got nammies on my chokes, It get wavy like a boat, I throw shot and drop the soap Niggas got a girl, now he switchin' on the gang, Fumble in the bag, cause you want a little fame, Told that nigga, where the hell I'm with your brain Niggas with his head, in your front of phone, Niggas think he sell, I kick out with me, I can never fail Shawty touchin' me, like she really real, Why you callin' me? Why you callin' me? Niggas gettin' so much money, call me collard greens I just spent a couple thousand on some money jeans, I be cookin' in the kitchen like I'm Paula Deen Thought I told that goofy nigga, stop, I'm callin' me, Tell that nigga, get your shawty, cause she all on me I be ballin' for the niggas like I'm a prodigy, If you ain't pick up the phone, then why you follow me? Feel like carry you, when I'm in the suit, Catch me in the cake, with like 50 goons