[Verse 1: J.Pounds]

I got a backwood for every problem in my life. I roll the dice , blow my fist off and pay the price

I make it look easy , niggas be folding don’t need creases please believe me , gassed up the whip now a nigga speeding

Right back to the north side how, fast can we go tho? Fuck the fake love fuck the fake sneak dissing i don’t need yo promo

This the shit that we live for die by and kill for. Fuck i look like following, y’all don’t know what i been through lil bitch

[Chorus:J.Pounds]

(Uh uh uh uhhh) And I put on that on my mama ima make it out out. Daddy told a nigga “boy you better figure out out.”

Bitch it’s 4Deep got no sleep on the plane here but we still here lil bitch (x2)

[Verse 2: Breauxgawd]

And it’s the same 4, who these bitches came for. New edition range ro , can it stand the rain breauxgawd

If a nigga ever try to say my name in vain. I’mma leave a nigga hangin, Django

I dont want that bitch back, if she got the same throat

Only thing that’s old is the money couple twenties fifty’s, hundreds, i been thumbin like a Drummond smokin out the onion

Hover money over bitches she gon buss it

She been waiting all week she know we gonna get high tonight , don’t even smile , cuz she ain’t tryna seem to excited

She all in my head , playing in my hair, shawty must think she a stylist

Luh shawty a vegan she thinking I’m thinking she thinking bout changing her diet …. Hehe. Nah for real…. (Oh ohhh)

[Chorus: J.Pounds]

And I put on that on my mama ima make it out out

Daddy told a nigga “boy you better figure out out”

Bitch it’s 4Deep got no sleep on the plane here but we still here lil bitch (x2)

[Verse 3: Eman]

Flying in a holding pattern. Let’s climb up the ladder. She ride till the wheels off, catch a Uber after

Not blind to the real, i enjoyed while I had her

Then it’s back to the paper bout to stack another chapter

Staying on the same page so that other shit don’t matter

Tryna maintain, watch the money gon add up

I’m laughing to the bank I’m just tryna find my balance. Overdraft in the past like who’s bad? These bitches are habits

She elastic she badder than i could imagine or fathom

Been attached to the cash but i give her half of the platter (woah) . Mom and dad grew up fast but i grew up I’m living faster , nappy lil bastard I’m posted to the cash come

[Chorus: J.Pounds]

(Uh uh uh uhhh) And I put on that on my mama ima make it out out

Daddy told a nigga “boy you better figure out out”

Bitch it’s 4Deep got no sleep on the plane here but we still here lil bitch (x2)