[Intro: Mikey The Magician]

Aye, shoutout Migo Plug

You gotta suck my mans off

[Pre-Chorus: Mikey The Magician]

I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something

Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin'

Fifty on the dash, do laps like Ricky Bobby

I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris

[Chorus: Mikey The Magician]

I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something

Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin'

Fifty on the dash, do laps like Ricky Bobby

I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris

[Verse 1: Shakewell]

Too many losses (Too many)

Too many losses, tryna see me dead

Take all my profit (Can't take it)

I ain't gonna bet, make 'em take my end

Don't put me in a coffin (No, no)

And when I'm in a coffin, all but the six be my company

I ain't talkin' 'bout no business

I'm talkin' 'bout all of my homies

Where in the fuck was you at?

Tell me hoe where was you at

When they rolled up with the strap?

Me and Ethan was just out here eatin' grindin' tryna put cheese on the map

Now, tell me what's so wrong with that?

Keep on hustlin' 'til my pockets get fat

I ain't listen cause they got no reason just to cuff it like that

I'm blessed they freed [?]

I'm blessed for the beat on the track

[Pre-Chorus: Mikey The Magician]

I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something

Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin'

Fifty on the dash, do laps like Ricky Bobby

I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris

[Chorus: Mikey The Magician]

I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something

Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin'

Fifty on the dash, do laps like Ricky Bobby

I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]

I just blew some racks, don't need to make it back

Dick inside the forty, make 'em hit the track

Homie gon' hit it fully, gone on off a pack

Shawty hit my line, she think your stroke is whack

Pop-pop all these oxys down

I feel it, can't you take me out?

Just suckin', fuckin', just for clout

Since sippin' that, there ain't no drought

I just bought some new Rick Owens

I just skrrted out of that

Buffet Boys gon' duck that way

Big dick posted on my hip

[Bridge: Fat Nick]

I just keep ballin', you hungry

Stackin' that money on money

Sippin' that syrup on syrup

Double cup filled, you can't even just finish

Stuntin' and countin' them knots

Shinin', my ego on top

Thirty on forty on top

Spark in the barrel and comin' out hot

[Pre-Chorus: Mikey The Magician]

I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something

Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin'

Fifty on the dash, do laps like Ricky Bobby

I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris

[Chorus: Mikey The Magician]

I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something

Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin'

Fifty on the dash, do laps like Ricky Bobby

I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris