[Intro]

(Gfelds on the beat)

Damn, damn, damn

(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(gettin' money, yeah)

Run through the bag, count a hunnid’ (yeah)

Think I'm addicted to thumbin' (yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: GBE STRAP]

I ain’t gotta punch no clock, nigga, imma work my scale

Lil buddy ass a real shrimp, nigga, I got clientele

Pay that (?), nigga, put that lil zip down and come cop you a bill

'Round my fuckin' spot, hot, this shit got me duckin' 12

I ain't never had to punch no clock, I get 'em through the mail

You can send that money through whatever, yeah, I got that zelle

Runnin' laps around these niggas, got me hot as hell

Got racks in my ear, bullshit I can't even hear

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: 0merta meech]

(lets go, 0merta, yeah)

Never keep the work where you sleep at

Shoot him in his face, that’s a heat check

Lie in these bushes, we gon’ creep where you be at

Catch yo' ass lackin’, send them shots at your v-neck

Slide, black truck, kel-tec in the bookbag

Dropped out of class, got expelled, never looked back

Fucked on that hoe, man, I know why that boy mad

Ten and ten thousand, I ain't gotta count ten racks

(ten and ten thousand, I ain't gotta count ten racks)

(dropped out of class, got expelled, never looked back)

(yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)

(yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go)

I'm havin' this shit but I need more

(?), drac in the peacot

Have yo' ass missin' like nemo

I'm sellin' this green, nigga, ceelo, trap spot big, had to relo-

Servin these loads for the teebo, run in your spot like deebo

Certified shooters on a payroll

Paid the lawyers out, now the case closed

Pour me a four in the faygo, stackin' this money like LEGO

[Verse 2: GBE STRAP]

Stackin' this money, I ran up the bag

Four by the car, know I'm poppin' this tag

(?) designer, I be showin' my ass

Christian Dior on my feet, that's a rack

Lil bitch I'm drippin', go get me a rag

These niggas broke and their pockets on flat

I keep a 30, I don't know how to lack

Throw back a perc, now I'm beating her back

I just wanna fuck with no strings attached

Can't go for love, now it's back to the trap

[Outro: GBE STRAP]

(can't go for love, now it's back to the trap)

(damn, damn, uhh, uh)

(nigga, i got rich off grams)

(damn, damn, yeah)

(never had to pull no scam)