Babygirl I run it up

She wanna see what that cash bout

I get the money the cash route

Said i was done but i back now

She said she just tryna fuck

This shit is getting so sad now

They tryna feen for the bag now

We get it up put ya ass down

Everyday litt in the club

Bitches they see me they assed out

They tryna stunt with they ass out

Shake it then move it and put it right back down

Now that we winning we up

Groupies be all on the back now

You niggas asking for handouts

No nigga you was just flexing with racks out

Shit getting crazy its stupid

Niggas go broke just to flex with a cuban

Thotties all over my body

Before i was up they would look and then act like they clueless

Ion got trust for nobody

Gang right beside me

They look and then take cause they ruthless

I can't just fuck anybody

Bread on my mind

I get checks just to focus on music

Look at me now i done came up

(Came from nothing)

(Came from nothing)

Niggas that doubted me say that there proud of me

I can distinguish the fake love

Oh you a dub get from round me

Not my brodie

Not my brodie

Say i could do it

But thought that i didn't

These niggas be up when you down see

Babygirl I run it up

She wanna see what that cash bout

I get the money the cash route

Said i was done but im good and im back now

She said she just tryna fuck

This shit is getting so sad now

They tryna feen for the bag now

We get it up put ya mf ass down

Lil nigga try me you stupid

I got a hope i dont lose it

We get it poppin then bodies be droppin i load out the chop and they clueless

Oh thats ya mans nigga who this?

The hottest young artist the newest

Wavey been plotting i know that they watching but wait till they hear all my new shit

I get it cooking you knew this

And all of my newest exclusives

I got a bunch of the flows in the stash but these artist can't wait till i use it

They tryna hear all my music

Cause most of my flows be the smoothest

He singing and rapping but making shit active

And all of the tracks be some true shit

Babygirl I run it up

She wanna see what that cash bout

I get the money the cash route

Said i was done but im good and im back now

Uh

She said she just tryna fuck

This shit is getting so sad now

They tryna feen for the bag now

We get it up put ya mf ass down

Like back down smack down you saying you tough but niggas ain ever on shit

I gotta pump in the trunk and its loaded for any nigga wishing hate on the kid

Most of my kin be some rastas we rollup with grabba we never got fond of rolling strips

And bitches be causing me problems i gotta move wiser these niggas be talking out they lips

Yeah they just be talking out they jibbs

The money be done and then they dip

Smoke up a pack and then i relax only rollin deadys from the zip yeah

I stay on my grind I know it take time to shine but baby i did that

Lil mama so fine like wine ill taste on ha body i call her my kit kat

Bro ...coppin the big pack yeah

Cause we getting lit back yeah

Oh thats ya girl, she leaving with me cause she wanna a big bag yeah

I know i did that yeah

Coppin the big pack yeah

Oh thats ya girl she leavin with me cause she wanna big bag yeah