[Hook]

I’m in the bando, I’m touching the keys like Alicia

My plug is a foreigner, when he travel need a visa

He drop off them birds, I make ‘em sing like Aretha

Your bitch in the bando, she whippin’ the keys and you know that I need her

The money keep goin’ up

The lean I keep pouring up

The clientele goin’ up

They want a chicken you know that I warm it up

The money keep goin’ up

The lean I keep pouring up

The clientele goin’ up

They want a chicken you know that I warm it up

[Verse 1]

I’m in the trap, don’t confuse me

The trap keep going up, the money keep going up

Like Makonnen on a Tuesday

I beat the pot, yeah I bruise it

If I’m the plug and I give you the work, don’t abuse it

I front you a brick on the face and you try to run off on me

You must be stupid, uzis

Jumped in the Rari, I just poured an 8

Bitch named Anita, the pot she gon’ bake

If he ain’t got all the money, make ‘em wait

Cool america, the trap make it shake

Slide up on your bitch, the Rari a snake

My pockets fat like the old Ricki Lake

Copped the Chevelle and I set it on skates

I got the bricks coming in on a freight

Money going up like elevators

Pussy nigga you a perpetrator

Percocet, that’s a percolator

I got bricks like a real estater

Take your bitch then I penetrate her

Moving babies with no incubator

Purple and yellow, drinking on the Lakers

YRN the label, we do no favors

[Hook]

I’m in the bando, I’m touching the keys like Alicia

My plug is a foreigner, when he travel need a visa

He drop off them birds, I make ‘em sing like Aretha

Your bitch in the bando, she whippin’ the keys and you know that I need her

The money keep goin’ up

The lean I keep pouring up

The clientele goin’ up

They want a chicken you know that I warm it up

The money keep goin’ up

The lean I keep pouring up

The clientele goin’ up

They want a chicken you know that I warm it up