{Chorus}

I just made a bag

I hopped off the flight, feeling jetlagged

I pull out a chop make him run fast

I'm always in first never taking last

Like red and blue lights I did the dash

Don't put up a fight gimme all the cash

In that SRT yeah we going past

In the SRT yeah we counting racks

{Verse}

Counting commas in a SRT

And I got a glick that will shoot for free

I don't really care what you asking me

What I do for you, you won't do for me

[?] i'm sipping on [?]

I got a chopstick eating chow mein

Got me and the gang yeah we [?]

You done so much yeah I don't even know what to think about you

Where would I be without you

Prolly on a private jet straight to LA where I can't be without you

Prolly finna do a sold out show with all my bros like who knew that we would blow

And popr, razor, xiller, and atiniz, where would I be without you?

{Chorus}

I just made a bag

I hopped off the flight, feeling jetlagged

I pull out a chop make him run fast

I'm always in first never taking last

Like red and blue lights I did the dash

Don't put up a fight gimme all the cash

In that SRT yeah we going past

In the SRT yeah we counting racks

I just made a bag

I hopped off the flight, feeling jetlagged

I pull out a chop make him run fast

I'm always in first never taking last

Like red and blue lights I did the dash

Don't put up a fight gimme all the cash

In that SRT yeah we going past

In the SRT yeah we counting racks

(kumorii is fucking slumped inna di-)