[Yall niggas goin out the wrong way man]

{Aight}

(Chorus)

Uhh

Go get yo shit out the mud

Chase after paper real real fast

Dont sell yo soul for the cut

Never no pressure bout real deal cash

Never run off on the plug

You makin’ a rich nigga real real mad

I’m not the one to judge

But y’all niggas goin out real real bad

So bad

Yeah yeah

Y’all niggas goin out real real bad

Y’all niggas y’all niggas y’all niggas

Hey

Y’all niggas goin out real real bad

(DaredevyL Verse)

Fuck all them papers can’t sign em if it ain’t the back of a check

{Fuck em}

Y’all niggas worried bout how the medallion sit on yo neck

{I don’t know why}

Y’all niggas worried bout how many bitches you bring to the set

{but why}

When all of them bitches gon’ pull up on any nigga with the bread

{True}

My mind blown might be comatose

{Uhh}

They all laugh like it’s fun and jokes

{But it’s not}

Till the big check they been workin for experience a lil undergrowth

{Wooo}

Niggas wanna be the guy in the big crib not the one in the bungalow

{yea}

Niggas wanna hit the strip joint slamming ones on bitches like dominoes

{Splash}

Why they goin out bad for it

Probably need some re-evaluation

Acting like lil squares for it

Croutons at the salad station

{Bitch}

Can’t even count what was took from em having bankroll miscalculations

{Where the money}

Can’t even fight for yourself so you repping shit but you ain’t activated

Lil nigga

(Chorus)

Uhh

Go get yo shit out the mud

Chase after paper real real fast

Dont sell yo soul for the cut

Never no pressure bout real deal cash

Never run off on the plug

You makin’ a rich nigga real real mad

I’m not the one to judge

But y’all niggas goin out real real bad

So bad

Yeah yeah

Y’all niggas goin out real real bad

Y’all niggas y’all niggas y’all niggas

Hey

Y’all niggas goin out real real bad

(Pedro Verse)

See y’all niggas goin out bad be chasin that hoe not a sack

{sack, sack}

And you bussed you ass for that check and I got it while laying on my back

{back, back}

See ain’t no slipping in my pimpin’ I’m living life like I’m the Mack

{Mack, Mack}

And I told y’all niggas listen when my big brother dropped all them Blackjacks

{Yea}

From Marta buses to a Panamera

I’m bosses up like I’m Che Guevara

I’m coaching now I used to be a player

I ain’t stressing no hoe nigga we can share her

{Ha}

Aye you couldn’t imagine to top of the palace from straight out a ditch

{Naw}

And how many times I told y’all Negus jumping ship make you a Bitch

{Bitch}

If it ain’t money nigga no conversation

Only paper talkin no contemplating

I know that being broke is frustrating

But first of all niggas gotta stop hating

Pay attention nigga I’m educating

I can help you change your whole situation

I look in your eyes see your life devastating

Hey you can’t stand me but it’s pure motivation

{Yeah}

(Chorus)

Uhh

Go get yo shit out the mud

Chase after paper real real fast

Dont sell yo soul for the cut

Never no pressure bout real deal cash

Never run off on the plug

You makin’ a rich nigga real real mad

I’m not the one to judge

But y’all niggas goin out real real bad

So bad

Yeah yeah

Y’all niggas goin out real real bad

Y’all niggas y’all niggas y’all niggas

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Y’all niggas goin out real real bad