[Verse 1]
Came from the bottom, So I keep a bag
I got hella swagg, What you mean
You see all this green, I’m running through the cash
Shout out bro Yea he made the beat
Jk on y’all ass I ain’t stopping till i hit a mill
Spend 50 on that jag Let me say
What I gotta say I feel like a great
Imma attach to paper Like a little piece of tape
It’s a wave so I keep it new Running through the blues
Shout out to my girl That’s my baby
That’s my little boo
Feel like hottest Ain’t no passing drop it
You boys need to stop it Imma goat in my own way
I do this flexing often I ain’t using type beats no more
You better get a profit I ain’t worried bout the beef no more
Cause it was never profit I be dripping Aquafina
Take a flight to Argentina Nun new when u see us
Yea I’m on it Nice to meet ya
LSD on a feature Ten toes let’s get deeper
Don’t fumble off the Nina Got that green
Just like Cabrini
[Chorus]
First off, Imma hit the bank Cash out at the bank
Second off, Imma hit the store Run up all the cake
Third off, Imma run it back Do it all again
Third off, Imma run it back do it all again
[Verse 2]
You see me about to score Yea I’m balling for a porch
Yea they hating But what for? Cause a younging get it more?
I dont need no metaphor Cause I’m always On my grind
Talking crazy He get gone Like Lebron hair line
Imma champ Everything I do Got to be brand new
You’s a bum Everything u do Got to be ran thru
All these people Talking down
Like really know me Imma young black king
Balling like I’m Kobe If u don’t know the name
HB Stackz Save it
And I’m always going hard
Like the ground pavement
[Chorus]
First off, Imma hit the bank Cash out at the bank
Second off, Imma hit the store Run up all the cake
Third off, Imma run it back Do it all again
Third off, Imma run it back do it all again