[Intro: Elcamino]
(Yo, Blasty goin' up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Elcamino]
You got a right to brag, but you just talk about us, huh (You just talk about us)
Focused on your bag, but you don't talk about us (You don't talk about us)
Yeah, straight up off the app, but you don't talk about it (you don't talk about it)
Took a while, but you got it in your bag, and we gon talk about it (and we gon talk about it)
Huh, and she just wanna strip and pop that ass and magic (Pop that ass and magic)
I ain't mad, what you want? l'ma let you have it, huh
Birkin bag, yeah, I know you come with extra baggage, huh (Extra baggage)
Real ghetto bitch, she got her name tatted, huh (Yeah)
Skirting off a foreign, that's how you was raised (Skrr, skrr)
Runnin' scams, turnin' tricks, that's how you get paid
Rollin' blunts, toting grips, that's how you get sprayed (Whew)
Who's sellin' the most bricks, that's how you get laid (For real)
One thing about these bitches in this crazy game (What is it?)
They gon' fuck thе nigga with the biggest chain (What we gon' do)
And wе gon' pick the bitch that got the fattest ass, huh (Uh-huh)
Type of bitch that make you nut quick, 'cause she movin' fast
Type of bitch pussy, get wet soon as you do the dash, huh (Skrr)
Every time it's addin' up, soon as you do the math, huh (You comin')
And she just wanna strip and pop that ass and magic, huh (Pop that ass and magic)
I ain't mad, what you want, l'ma let you have it, huh
Countin' cash, movin' fast, it's time to what have it, huh
When this shit just addin' up, you turn to a addict
And she just wanna strip and pop that ass and magic, huh
I ain't mad, what you want? l'ma let you have it
[Verse 2: Double Dee]
Streets know double, the last one to speak on it (That's love)
And my bitch be thinkin' I be tweakin', whippin' up dope in the kitchen (You know I'm sayin'?)
Nigga been broke since I met him, he need more than to fix it (Never had it)
Heard he jacked off his money, got caught chokin' his chick (What you doin'?)
Know that we clickin' with that blow, we caught off from the shot (Skrr)
Hopin' and wishin' that that choke gon' fall up out the sky (Never)
These niggas pockets bone dry, bought out the supply (What you doin'?)
I let the song cry, won't see no tear fall out my eye (Huh)
But I got blood in my pupils, mug, l'ma shoot you (Pah)
Before he can put his car in park, we left his shit in neutral
Head bangin' with my rounds, them Bloods and them Hounds (yeah)
Uno will push that button on you, I ain't talkin' Hulu (Boo boo boom)
Don't do no Lululemon, baby, put you in some Lulu
Come to this game time shit, I'm somethin' like a Lua? (What else?)
Still touchin' keys of that Primo and them Fendi bricks (Got 'em)
Stackin' extras off of the tops, l used to penny-pinch
[Verse 3: Boldy James]
I got Suzy comin' down, Wendy on her way (They comin' down)
Then I got Henry pullin' up, that's a triple play (Uh-huh)
I just knocked granny down right behind a moped (Knocked her down)
Tellin' Peggy to come outside, I parked outside a Kroger (Uh-huh)
Time me over through credit packs, met up on Hamilton (On the rise)
Textin' Ronnie, I need that scratch, she ain't been answered (I need that money)
Ain't turnin' shit down by my collar, but you got the spin (Ay)
Ran Janice to the ATM inside a Dollar Jean (Where we at wit' it?)
Whipped to auntie driveway by the Firestone (Skrr)
She came out of the crib with her robe and her bonnet on (Ghetto ass)
Got Jason pullin' up with Kenny, Stacey and Lovey
Caught up with Tracy by the Wendy's, Lacey by the Tubby's (Uh-huh)
I heard Theresa and Greedy-G sharin' dirty needles
Servin' Ether to Sheila E., fresh out of Herman Kiesel (Swervin')
Been up since 30 in the AM, still ain't been to sleep
Pullin' all nighters, catchin' pops for 110 a G (It's the Jackson)
