Intro Lyrics

Aye

Aye

Aye

Where I grew up I was taught not to trust none of these bitches

It is what it is

Aye

Where I grew up I was taught to remember that shit and to never forget

Uh

Fuck all that shit

You knew what it was when you walked in this bitch

Damn

Fuck all that shit

I finna tell you a story you'll never forget

Ey

We in the back

Uh

We smokin' that dough and we gettin' real high

Touch my gang

And I'm puttin' your bitch ass up in the sky

Ey

We won't smoke

I'm sparkin' that shit like it's 4th of July

Ey

Them niggas ain't gang

They'll turn they back and switch up on the guys

Boy look at my chain

Mama askin' the price and she wonderin' how

Bitch look at me now

Them niggas laugh in my face now they askin' me how

Bitch look at my crowd

Whole HSE pull up and we sellin' it out

These niggas be hoes

They'll sell they soul for a deal or some clout

Nigga fuck your game

We stompin' on shit and we lettin' it bang

Aye

Touch my chain

We sendin' hollow tips, headed straight for your brain

Damn

Shit sound crazy

Young nigga born in 2000 but ball like the 80s

Damn

Pull up in Mercedes

Rockin' all black and I'm doin' this shit on a daily

Damn

Fit too crazy

I rock in black leather boots and them shits be the latest

Damn

Still goin' crazy

I swear to God only thing that I want is the paper

Damn

Keep goin' crazy

I swear to God that I don't give a fuck about these haters

Damn

I feel amazing

Whatever you want then you better go chase it

If you got a dream you gotta awake it

If you got a wrist then you better go take it

I'm livin' my life on the edge

However I feel I say it

I'm really not stressin' out bitch

Only thing on my mind is the paper

It is what it is and it was what it was

Don't call me later

Bitch let's go