[Hook: Dbait]

Ain’t got no time for the talk

Unless it’s about flipping a stack

And then stacking it up

I won’t be tying the knot

'Less it’s about securing the bag

And then bagging it up

Life was a bitch

So before they could yell out man down

I had to man up

Grabbing the stick

So I could load the drum

Play your set

When I’m getting my bands up

Ain’t got no time for the talk

Unless it’s about flipping a stack

And then stacking it up

I won’t be tying the knot

'Less it’s about securing the bag

And then bagging it up

Life was a bitch

So before they could yell out man down

I had to man up

Grabbing the stick

So I could load the drum

Play your set

When I’m getting my bands up

[Verse 1: Dbait]

I’m tryina grab the digits

I don’t mean I’m tryina bag thе bitches

I mean I wanna see comma comma comma

Period all of thе cash I’ll get it

Bitch I wanna see a fat percentage

In my pockets and my analytics

I want momma to be proud of her baby and

I wanna go tell my dad I did it

Everybody wanna blab my business

Actin' funny so I laugh at critics

Life is full of drama

I stay in character

But I could feel the antagonism

Time is money so I count the minutes

Adding it up like it’s academics

I got the hustling down to a science

So I guess you could say I’m passing physics

Tryina stack up

I ain’t down to kick it

Punching hours that’s some calisthenics

Hunger for more again

So I be crunching the numbers

Till I feel my abs is itchin'

Gossiping I don’t pay that attention

Money talk so I sit back and listen

Smokin' on pot cuz I remember

Back when I ain’t had a pot

Or a pad to piss in

Sitting and waiting bitch

That’s for pigeons

Fuck you to anyone that’s offended

Sowing the seeds to the fruits of my labor

I could almost taste it and

That’s delicious

Me takin' breaks

You know that’s fictitious

You’ll never see me in that position

Pray to the lord that I make it but

God on my side so you know I ain’t sacrilegious

Yeah let’s get it

[Hook: Dbait]

Ain’t got no time for the talk

Unless it’s about flipping a stack

And then stacking it up

I won’t be tying the knot

'Less it’s about securing the bag

And then bagging it up

Life was a bitch

So before they could yell out man down

I had to man up

Grabbing the stick

So I could load the drum

Play your set

When I’m getting my bands up

Ain’t got no time for the talk

Unless it’s about flipping a stack

And then stacking it up

I won’t be tying the knot

'Less it’s about securing the bag

And then bagging it up

Life was a bitch

So before they could yell out man down

I had to man up

Grabbing the stick

So I could load the drum

Play your set

When I’m getting my bands up

[Verse 2: Pete Banks 100]

Talking Diamonds with faces

My wifey not basic

When I hop in the spaceship

Take me up and away

I gotta save

Always up in the bank

I go hard in the paint

Everywhere that you ain’t

Look

Everybody told me

Put the motherfuckin' money up

And I did

Now this spot is jumping up because of us

Know a few that got my back

Ain’t a lot I fucking trust

That’s why I gotta stay down

With the same ones that be showing love

Crew shit

Ain’t nobody here deal with excuses

The movement

Is putting everybody on our new shit

Can't be useless

Always making different movements

I’m coming for that spot

Boy already got the drop

Set up shop at the spot

Investing everything I got

That’s a lot

If you want you just

Meet me at the top

Take a chance

Cannot fail yeah

We really gotta make it

In this motherfucker with Dbait

And we came here to take it yuh

[Hook: Dbait]

Ain’t got no time for the talk

Unless it’s about flipping a stack

And then stacking it up

I won’t be tying the knot

'Less it’s about securing the bag

And then bagging it up

Life was a bitch

So before they could yell out man down

I had to man up

Grabbing the stick

So I could load the drum

Play your set

When I’m getting my bands up

Ain’t got no time for the talk

Unless it’s about flipping a stack

And then stacking it up

I won’t be tying the knot

'Less it’s about securing the bag

And then bagging it up

Life was a bitch

So before they could yell out man down

I had to man up

Grabbing the stick

So I could load the drum

Play your set

When I’m getting my bands up