[Intro]

(Me at Saks?, I've never been to Saks)

(Hey, go) (I…)

(I've never been to Saks)

(I-I love you)

[Verse 1: 1oneam]

I'm in New York with a bad bitch

These niggas hoes, man, they acting

Blew me a bag, on some fast shit (Fuck you, nigga)

Talk down, boy, you lacking

Yeah, Zen got that bag, bitch

I'm in that coupe with a bad bitch

Been had them racks at the jump

Showed her the bag, now that bitch wanna hump

Juggin' bro shit for his funds

Blew a bag, too much fun

Ayy, big hundreds, ain't no ones

She say, "lil' Zen, you the one"

You want that feat? Boy, you dumb

Yeah, I need the bread, no crumbs

[Verse 2: Okaymar]

I need the bread, no crumbs (That's them? Y'all wanna get shot at, nigga?)

And my pockets on fat, like a thumb

That boy gеt no bread, he a bum

I'm in this bitch mouth like Gum

I see thе feds, then I'm on the run

I'm fucking this ho', boy, that shit fun

I wake up, then I run the funds

Smoking on gas, fuckin' up my lungs

I spend a bag, bitch, I'm at Dover

I see a opp boy, then it's over

That bitch wanna fuck, told her, "bend over"

Walk in with a chip on my shoulder

Walk in with a gun on my hip

Fuck around, hit it, then I dip

She wanted a bag, I bought her some chips

I was in school, bussin' off the scripts

[Verse 3: Smokingskul]

Bitch, I got a MAC on me in the Big Apple

Yeah, hi-tech, not no damn Snapple

What? White OG say, "Holy mackerel!"

Bitch, I got a dog like a damn Jackal

Servin' shit out the 'telly with it

Serve him up, then I take it back, cause I'm petty with it

Slime you out, then I lie about it, like I'm Melly with it

I want the bread, no crumb, bitch

What? Lean give me the run, bitch

Yeah, we gon' get to the funds, bitch

We gon' get to the funds

Real ass nigga, I'm 1 of 1

Bitch, my name Smoke, like I'm Carter son

We gon' light up that crib, Thomas Edison

AR-15 sound like that shit 'sped or some

[Outro]

(Bitch ass nigga)