[Verse 1]

Just made a bag and I ain't put my shoes on

Cah I sell O's same price as Louboutins

If you're talking plugs up north I've got new ones

Stick on my hip and a brick in the boot darg

Ask the O.G.'s, I'm crud for my age

Try get me, best be aiming it straight

We don't take photos man, we're taping the place

Same day I got touched he got shot in his face

Ricardo on the M-way with trees in the boot

Y.G. on the front line, he's itching to shoot

Bro done a madness, got his face on the news

Now he's in H.M.P. banging out screws

I can get you whole keys down to a gram

That's why my phone pops like it's taking a Xan

Gave my worker points but I ain't gave him a ban

Gave him fifty four and a pouch full of sand

[Hook]

Phone blowing off, I've got sales to lick

Fumes in the T, can't be taking it in

Five hundred fiends how I pay for this shit

They all know my face, man I'm bait on the strip

Phone blowing off, I've got sales to lick

Fumes in the T, can't be taking it in

Five hundred fiends how I pay for this shit

They all know my face, man I'm bait on the strip

[Verse 2]

Just copped a half brick and split it in two

That's why my reload's looking like a half moon

It's gon' take a while to break to point twos

Crack so hard darg I need a harpoon

Go and tell your man he ain't licking no shots

He got his ass kidnapped for trapping in my spot

Big bro just put that flake in the pot

Tell my runners "Grab it while he's taking it off"

I came up pushing eight of each by the flats

Me and Omar in the park testing out waps

I learned the hard way and I never looked back

Now I'm in Selfridges smacking out racks

Eleven bill coat in the cold, I ain't feeling shit

Heard there's obbo on the block so I'm moving sticks

The whole ends knows I'm on stupid shit

Still got the same jacket B done a booting in

[Hook]

Phone blowing off, I've got sales to lick

Fumes in the T, can't be taking it in

Five hundred fiends how I pay for this shit

They all know my face, man I'm bait on the strip

Phone blowing off, I've got sales to lick

Fumes in the T, can't be taking it in

Five hundred fiends how I pay for this shit

They all know my face, man I'm bait on the strip