[Verse 1}

I can not fuck with these n*ggas who talkin' that shit

Look back now I'm running this bitch

Look back now I'm running this bitch

Look at my blunts and they be fucking lit

Yea, Bitch

Look at my blitz (yea, yea)

I run in this shit (yea, yea

I run in real quick (yea)

You see I'm running to the dash

Running to the cash

I really hope I do not crash

Baby girl I been moving fast

Stay the fuck outta my past

You do not know that shit last

Yea, stay the fuck outta my past you do not know that shit last

First things first

We gotta make this shit work

We gotta make this shit work

Roll up the wood when I'm hurt

This ain't the shit I deserve

We gotta get up and learn

Thinking I really need Earth

Thinking I'm really beginning to swerve (yea)

First things first

We gotta make this shit work

We gotta make this shit work

Now baby girl wanna twerk

Because I got too much in work

I pull up the cash I movin it real quick

I pull up the cash I movin real quick

Now I be stuntin' I'm moving these bricks

I got on this mic

I got on these keys

Baby girl you know that I stay freak

But only on keys and not in sheets shit

Working on my melodies

You know what I do

You know where I'm from, man

This is all started from something

Nah it all started from nothing

Bitch I be flexing on n*ggas

Bitch I be flexing no triggas

I just do life how I want it

I just do life how I want it

You can not hate on my shit

Bitch I been vibing for this

Bitch I been riding for this

You do not know 'bout all this

I been working so hard, every day

You do not know where I stay

You can not know how I play

You do not know all this gain

But you just gotta stay straight

Gotta get gains

Gotta get paint *sighs* yea

Gotta stay looking ahead

Gotta stay getting that bread

Gotta stay getting that head *chuckles*