I can't go back to that time, slatt

I was never broke

I ain't gone lie, I can't cap

I know where to go

Damn she blowing like some brass, I had to tag

In my bag, got more racks

Goyard bag, Det Blev Sent

On my duffle bag, I went to Neiman's

Get more racks in LA

Dropped a bag, pour up quay

What you want, I can't stay

Outrun you, 2SP

And I keep that fye on me

Outrun the police, on your block, Kareem

On your block, on your street

Sipping pink, no Whitney

This a real block party

I can show you the real me

Every day a new white tee

Yeah, bitch, fresh as fuck

Brand new nine in the city, yeah, bitch, buckshot

Always keep that fye on me, yeah, on god

Always surroundеd by snakes

Yeah, bitch, Medusa

I can't go back to that timе, slatt

I was never broke

I ain't gone lie, I can't cap, I know where to go

Damn she blowing like some brass

Might relapse

Fuck rehab, get more racks