[Chorus]
Can't hear what you sayin, my nigga, you talkin' too low
I heard he was dissin, pull up, put a tag on his toe
I used to be down, cashed out, came up off the low
I was just broke, last year, came up like I'm using cheat codes
[Verse 1]
Whole lotta' racks in my pocket, like [?]
God, I know that these niggas be plottin'
Push up and get shot in yo sockets
Designer the shoes I be rockin'
They red 'n they bleed out the bottom
I just woke up to a TEC, like damn, hakuna matata
Whole lotta racks in my bag
I know that you broke, you look mad
Got yo main hoe in the back, she eatin' up dick ain't no fast
Them niggas' was playin', fell off, went down on my ass in [?]
Run it up, run up that bag, bitch i just made it right back
[Chorus]
Can't hear what you sayin, my nigga, you talkin' too low
I heard he was dissin, pull up, put a tag on his toe
I used to be down, cashed out, came up off the low
I was just broke, last year, came up like I'm using cheat codes
[Verse 2]
Fill up my pockets with knots
I heard that you [?} where they gon' drive
We got them sticks, we got them Glocks
Do anything just to get to the top
Free all my niggas, and fuck all the opps
I ain't fuckin' with hoes, they just good for some top
She give it up to a young nigga, pop
Then get kicked to the curb, and proceed to kick rocks
[Chorus]
Can't hear what you sayin, my nigga, you talkin' too low
I heard he was dissin, pull up, put a tag on his toe
I used to be down, cashed out, came up off the low
I was just broke, last year, came up like I'm using cheat codes