[Intro]

I'm in Saint-Tropez, I had to check wrist

Fifty-five thousand on a necklace, yeah

Shoutout that boy, Post Malone

[Chorus]

We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez

Maybe go or maybe stay

From the trenches where we came

Yeah

We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez

Maybe go or maybe stay

From the trenches where we came

Yeah

We been waiting for this shit

We been slaving for this shit

We been made for this shit

Yeah

We been waiting for this shit

We been slaving for this shit

We been made for this shit

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Still poppin shit with my brodies and еverybody else who know mе

Made this shit by myself, by my lonely

Would not go this hard if it weren't for my woadies

You only fuckin wit me right now, when you see me don't act like we homies

Y'all niggas been fake and I cannot relate, there's apologies that you still owe me

Don't get it confused, got the game by the neck and we tying the noose

Don't play with my niggas, they break and they bruise

I don't see any way how we gon lose

I don't see any way how we gon lose

Addressing the beat, with the vocals we ooze

Spilling the facts with the raps and the truth

Sick in this shit with the rest of my crew

I handle my business, on an incline and I'm still as relentless

Death 'fore dishonor we killin who witness

Second we in this, ain't no way to end this

I cannot hop in, this shit isn't tinted

The way I intended, you could get offended

This shit ain't cap, ain't no use in pretending

Hundred percent, this shit is authentic

Yeah

[Bridge 1]

All my niggas really came up from nothing

All my niggas came up to be something

Can't really be tried on no assumptions

I grew up wanting for nothing

[Chorus]

We tryna pop right up in Saint Tropez

Maybe go or maybe stay

From the trenches where we came, yeah

We tryna pop right up in Saint Tropez

Maybe go or maybe stay

From the trenches where we came, yeah

We been waiting for this shit

We been slaving for this shit

We been made for this shit, yeah

We been waiting for this shit

We been slaving for this shit

We been made for this shit, yeah

[Verse 2]

All this shit really takes patience

But that don't mean to be complacent

No excuses, no time to be wasting

There's a whole lotta bags to chasing

Ain't no time to be stuck on some lame shit

Mind racing, won't stick to the same shit

This is not about chasing no fame shit

If it is then I know that I ain't shit

Problems I had to go deal with myself

Got me all mentally strained and emotionally drained with myself

Tired of waiting, I had to go up and then make it myself

Now I be up in this shit and I'm really tryna gain my wealth

Sit back and watch all these niggas react

Cause they know that I just race to the racks

Switch it up, watch all these niggas attack

Little do they know I got me a strap

Out here poppin' shit

Ain't no stoppin' shit

Ain't no stoppin' shit

Running to the racks, no joggin' shit

[Bridge 2]

Wouldn't put in the work but they want the amenities

They wouldn't invest in this shit when it pops they want the entity

All of these people ain't friends of me

All these people have been all my enemies

Give props to my squad, they ride with the rod when the opps gon' be ending me

(Let's go, let's go)

[Chorus]

We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez

Maybe go or maybe stay

From the trenches where we came

Yeah

We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez

Maybe go or maybe stay

From the trenches where we came

Yeah

We been waiting for this shit

We been slaving for this shit

We been made for this shit

Yeah

We been waiting for this shit

We been slaving for this shit

We been made for this shit

Yeah

[Bridge 1]

All my niggas really came up from nothing

All my niggas came up to be something

Can't really be tried on assumptions

I grew up wanting for nothing