[Intro: Edrictheperson]

Got a rope on my neck, got a fig on my wrist

I just fucked your bitch just straight cut off my list

And you ain't smokin’ dope bro you smokin' on that mist

I just heard you talked some shit is you trynna catch a fist

[Verse 1: Aidcot]

Bitch you stay talkin' shit then fuck you

Ice rope on my neck bitch i only talk in checks

Bitches wanna squabble til i walk up to them n flex my Gucci, ’preme, and Balenciaga vest

And they talk down on my name shut up you cryin' over your ex

And they hate me cos I'm a limited edition Burberry flex

Im always chasin' bags yes thats correct

No you cannot stop me i am what's up next

[Chorus: Aidcot]

Get the fuck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend

Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends

Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends

Said she chase bags by making that back bend

[Verse 2: Aidcot]

I be ballin' like a piston you ain’t listen

I’m a real young trapper and i'm trynna make them figures

And i’m really with the shits I can really take some hits

Can't knock me over i'm so fucken centered on my shit

Lil baby I ain't playin keep this chopsword

Diamonds VVS I can never ever go bored

Money long like the snakes in my front yard

Had to go and cut em, bitches hissin’ every step towards

The fame and the money stay striving

I can never play with money even though it be exciting

Never let a bitch play me, they belong to the party

I'll never miss out you will see me on the marquee

[Chorus: Aidcot]

Get the fuck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend

Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends

Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends

Said she chase bags by making that back bend

[Verse 3: Juggmanlo$]

I'm a winner, bag flipper, dough getter

Brown nigga if i see your hoe I'm gon' hit her

Won't give up I swear to god I won't give up

Won't stop till my neck like some gold glitter

I know my pockets fat bitch but I want em bigger

I know you talking out yo neck we got beef for dinner

Nah i'm just playing lil nigga I ain't no killer, but I got niggas that'll do it, throw you in the river

We ain't worried bout you hoes it's the winning team

Shorty trippin off the gas she said she seeing things

Her best friend saying the same she said she hearing things

But imma keep a band you don't mean shit to me

Imma keep it a band i keep a band on me

Aye, same niggas hating got bitches and they fans of me

Niggas instagram thuggin' talking shit on me

Walk past the nigga out in public got no hands on me bitch

[Chorus: Aidcot]

Get the fuck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend

Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends

Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends

Said she chase bags by making that back bend

[Verse 4: Edrictheperson]

Got a hoe on my left, got one on my right

I just made a figure yeah one thousand, it was pretty light

Always stay lowkey I got no sides because I'm out of sight

Always chasin' bags I'm in the shadows like I'm in the night

Ay, Im always chasing

Speedin' in the Honda S2k I'm always racin'

Always on the top and you know me I'm always placin'

Just got caught up with my new bitch, on my phone erasin'

Erasin', replacin', my new hoe complainin'

She crazy, I'm lazy, her new bitch can't phase me

You know that

Been on this shit, it's a throwback

At the function and she throw that

OuttaLuck that's what I'm reppin'

Livin' good yeah it's a blessin'

Eating good I'm really stressin'

Mom work hard, yeah she the best thing

It's Edric, it's Juggman, it's Aidcot, you know that

We go up, we come up, so stop trynna be us

[Chorus: Aidcot]

Get the fuck out my way lil baby that's yo best friend

Shawty wanna lick me but we not friends

Had her hoeing for the dough it ain't got ends

Said she chase bags by making that back bend