[Intro]

Today, Junior

[Chorus]

The trap like a drive-thru

Up-sell, they don't know unless you tell 'em, man, I'm yellin', "Fuck 12"

They can't hold me in the county, nigga, I'ma make bail

Everything must go, everything must sell

I don't trust shit but my gun and my scale

Snitch or go to jail, let me pick my cell

My team undefeated, I ain't switchin' personnel

If you really talkin' numbers I can ship it in the mail (In the mail)

[Post-Chorus]

Young nigga got more money than your big homie

And my nigga got a .40 with a dick on it

I'm respected, I ain't gotta have a stick on me

But I still walk around with a brick on me

Young nigga got more money than your big homie

And my nigga got a .40 with a dick on it

I'm respected, I ain't gotta have a stick on me

But I still walk around with a brick on me

[Verse]

Stayed down, know this shit take time

Catch a case if a nigga ever try to take mine

All my niggas eatin' 'cause we got the same grind

Catchin' plays in the Rover while she give me FaceTime

I've been workin', I ain't worried 'bout no enemies

I'ma make a killin' when they drop it down to ten a ki'

I've been havin' shit, I know you niggas envy me

Bein' broke'll make you sick and bitch I got the remedy

You goin' out sad 'bout a bitch

And I been at my bag gettin' rich, I'm Money Making Mitch

I remember we was fastin' for this

So I'll give my last to the clique, we havin' this shit

And I prefer the ass over tits

Never lovin', I'm just smashin' the bitch, but we gotta make it quick

I hate it when she naggin' and shit

But I love it when she gag on the dick, she nasty as shit

[Chorus]

The trap like a drive-thru

Up-sell, they don't know unless you tell 'em, man, I'm yellin', "Fuck 12"

They can't hold me in the county, nigga, I'ma make bail

Everything must go, everything must sell

I don't trust shit but my gun and my scale

Snitch or go to jail, let me pick my cell

My team undefeated, I ain't switchin' personnel

If you really talkin' numbers I can ship it in the mail (In the mail)

[Post-Chorus]

Young nigga got more money than your big homie

And my nigga got a .40 with a dick on it

I'm respected, I ain't gotta have a stick on me

But I still walk around with a brick on me

Young nigga got more money than your big homie

And my nigga got a .40 with a dick on it

I'm respected, I ain't gotta have a stick on me

But I still walk around with a brick on me