Hook:

Fuck school

Fuck Sleep

Stay sleep

I hustle

"Why not?" like Russell

If you don't like me then fuck you

Inbox

Future

Packed up

Like lunchrooms

Your jewelry fake

Like her frontal

Get to the bag I won't fumble

Verse 1: INTRVXRT

JJ eddies some magic

Watch me flow like elastic

Plastic

On my dick she be dancing

Ice on my neck you would think i'm alaskin

Hold the 5 like the Jacksons

Run up on me i'm on classon

Fastened

Bitch a dime

Like i'm passing

Eyes low you would think that i'm gassin Uh

Baby i'm clouted just give it up

Got my shit broke in a month I don't give a fuck

She don't give spits kick her out she not good enough

I got 2 girls that be down quick to give it up

She give me face had no chase just to let me fuck

Dick in her back she attached like a semi-truck

We on the map

Get the deal cause we real enough

We on the map Get the deal cause we real enough

Verse 2: INTRVXRT

I get to the cheese she quick to her knees

So that bitch is a floor general

These niggas my sons fuck on they moms cause the boy is a full seminal

She top like a monster mouth give me trauma

Must've passed down from her mama

I might have to find her fuck her vagina

44 times like Obama

I'm not gonna lie Uh

Not on a timer

I lay her right down on recliner

Money grab ain't no map I just get it

Blue cheese in my pocket no 50

Had to double back to look at the titty

Had to double back now add up the 50

Had to double back and add em some stitches

50 racks imma stack it don't spend it

Hook:

Fuck school

Fuck Sleep

Stay sleep

I hustle

"Why not?" like Russell

If you don't like me then fuck you

Inbox

Future

Packed up

Like lunchrooms

Your jewelry fake

Like her frontal

Get to the bag I won't fumble

Verse 3: Toine Carter

Money and clothes like makeup

Life changed when I got my cake up

Can't see? nigga just wake up

Got the bread in my hand and we laid up

One thing on my mind is a bankroll

Niggas talking bout shit they can't handle

That shorty she good and she bad

Shorty said she was fuckin just for a bag

Niggas making no moves wanna get a rack

I forget about you when I make a tap

Bitch as hoe Cause she still gonna throw it back

How you telling me lies when I know the facts?

I got to the bag it's a milestone

Bitches stuck on my body a rash

I can't sit still because time goes

Money hiding the truth It's a mask

Big bands I guess imma try

Don't know now what imma buy

No friends got gang on the rise

We close cause we don't break ties

I gotta hustle, whats better than one its a double

Imma do anything to get mine

INTRVXRT and Toine bringing trouble Uh

Take your girl I go home to the racks

I got treasure I don't need a mamp

Pockets thick this shit really fat

Yall not demons yall niggas is rats