[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Jumpin' out the house, racks in my backpack...

For real

Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga

Yeah, nigga

[Verse]

When I was young, I wanted to be the ice cream man like Master P

Own some cars that I ain't drove in years and cribs I never sleep (For real)

Beat a bitch down and she won't probably get a text for weeks (She won't)

Beat the block down, right now it's lean and we got 'bows for cheap (For real)

Just saw that bitch in public, used to fuck her, she won't even spеak (Ah)

The plug a primo, but you know the chain a Cuban link (My boy)

It costs a kilo and right now we movе a few a week (Oh boy)

Niggas broke as fuck (Yeah), niggas broke as hell (A shame)

Who gon' have it in the end (For real)? Only time'll tell (Brrt)

Wholesale right now, I don't need no scale

Clucks, nigga, we ain't got no hoes in this hotel (Uh-uh)

Plug really had more blocks than guidance on some real shit

'Scripts of Oxycontin 'fore they thought about a pill flip

Move them 'bows like Luda, got me flexin' hard like Lex Luger (Come on)

The bag dropped, that's bags of money, now let's thumb through it (Come on)

Presi' white today, but next day I'm in anniversary (Yeah)

Turn blocks to babies, nigga, one day we gon' need a nursery (For real)

I called my plug and told him, "I need them now, it's an emergency" (Yeah)

He said, "Them bitches comin' overnight, just pay the service fee" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gone off a pint, sittin' like a bike on a kickstand

I rock the Daytona, that's a hundred for my wristband (Come on)

I can't even serve you if you grab under a ten pack

Half on the road now, the rest gettin' sent back

[Outro]

Come on