[Intro]

G-Lock, yeah

(BandPlay)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Old cappin'-ass niggas (Cap)

Got clips like a movie for these actin'-ass niggas

Yeah, ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass nigga (Skrrt)

Yeah, all out in the hills with that ratchet on me, nigga

These niggas playin' both sides, monkey in the middle

My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River

Got money on my mind every time a nigga get up

I'm shittin' on the industry, can't crop me out the picture

[Verse 1]

Yeah, bad bitch on my side, nigga, I call her Matilda (Yeah)

Seven in my Backwood, came a long way from the Swishers

Ayy, when you run that money up, just watch them niggas switch up (Ayy)

This money shit ain't new to me, at fifteen, I was ten up

Bad bitch look like a pinup, walkin' 'round with my chin up

One money-hungry-ass nigga, breakfast, lunch, and dinner (Yeah)

I took a couple losses, that shit there made me a winner

Uh, boss shit, baby, yeah, I do this for Flippa, bitch

[Chorus]

I'm nothin' like these cappin'-ass niggas

Got clips like a movie for these actin'-ass niggas

Yeah, ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass nigga (Yeah)

Yeah, all out in the hills with that ratchet on me, nigga

These niggas playin' both sides, monkey in the middle

My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River

Got money on my mind every time a nigga get up

I'm shittin' on the industry, can't crop me out the picture (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 2]

Nigga, what the fuck you thought this was? (Huh?)

Yeah, I got murder on my mind and it's not the drugs

I'm not your folks, I'm not your cousin, I'm not your blood

Yep, I pour fours all the time, I sip lots of mud

White folks starin' at me, I'm a rich-ass thug

Fuck your bitch from the back while I'm hittin' my Dougie

Yeah, I smell like Baccarat, but the blunt still musty

Diamonds dancin', Michael Jackson, I'm a bad motherfucker

Uh, yeah (Ayy), I'm a bad motherfucker (Glizock)

Diamonds dancin', Michael Jackson, I'm a bad motherfucker

New Celine jean jacket, bitch, I dress like a trucker

All these bitches on my ding-a-ling like John Tucker

Yeah, uh (What?)

[Chorus]

Old cappin'-ass niggas (Yeah)

Got clips like a movie for these actin'-ass niggas

Yeah, ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass nigga (Skrrt)

Yeah, all out in the hills with that ratchet on me, nigga

These niggas playin' both sides, monkey in the middle

My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River

Got money on my mind every time a nigga get up

I'm shittin' on the industry, can't crop me out the picture, bitch