Wait a minute

Got a bag and they still mad, they ain't wanna hustle

Gotta make sure it's real cash, brody got to bubble

You just mad you don't get cash, how we make it double

Last hit gave him whiplash, now he callin' huddle

Shot him with a zombie tip, now his face startin' to bubble

Tracer rounds through his jaw, missin' pieces of the puzzle

Keep a couple tools on me, like I'm Rubble on the double

You just do it for the money, while I do it for the hustle

I'll be damn, huh, if you ask me, niggas really mad

I took off like it's a track meet, no distractions