[Chorus: FTO Sett]
I still got trap money, ain't playin' with my rap money, if I'm bein' honest
Murder and love, keep it a hundred, I don't know how to act funny
On Sett, I really get shit extorted (Exorted), I know 'bout all them missions you aborted (Whack-ass nigga)
[?] ass, basic bitch, she borin'
Young nigga shit, got my name important (My name important)
Spent ten racks in [?] on the backend gaffle (I spent that)
Cop me a Scat, spent that on the rappin'
My nigga play me on some 'bows, he cappin' (He cap)
I ran up a hundred, both times can't stop me (Both times)
Peep sticks to me, they went coppish
I still made it 'cause I had it the hardest
I'm spinnin', I kept makin' tires
CAO active fugazi, you the carter
[Verse 1: FTO Sett]
That ain't your money, you be borrowin'
You'll lie, talk a homie to a bargain (That woofin')
Five deep in the Lamb' truck firin' (Boom)
Box on me, move wrong, I spark it (Don't play with this)
Pretty lil' bitch, her head got me noddin' (Yeah, yeah)
Livin' that life, hell nah, I ain't 'flaging
Overload the blue boys in my pocket (Stuff shit)
Overload the blue boys in my pocket
I'm from that block, "Hell yeah" we hollerin'
'Fore this shit, I was already poppin' (I was poppin' my shit)
Steppin' on shit like a band, we marchin'
No Nick Cannon, but my drum be blotchin'
Put holes in tires, they don't do the scoutin' (Skrrt)
Scope on the beam attached to the Carbon
Let his ass roll, we gon' catch you regardless
Street sweeper, we take out the garbage
[Chorus: FTO Sett & Gucci Mane]
I still got trap money, ain't playin' with my rap money, if I'm bein' honest
Murder and love, keep it a hundred, I don't know how to act funny
On Sett, I really get shit extorted (Exorted), I know 'bout all them missions you aborted (Whack-ass nigga)
[?] ass, basic bitch, she borin'
Young nigga shit, got my name important (My name important)
Spent ten racks in [?] on the backend gaffle (I spent that)
Cop me a Scat, spent that on the rappin'
My nigga play me on some 'bows, he cappin' (He cap)
I ran up a hundred, both times can't stop me (Both times)
Peep sticks to me, they went coppish
I still made it 'cause I had it the hardest
I'm spinnin', I kept makin' tires
CAO active fugazi, you the carter (Go)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Record in New York, raised in Atlanta, but from Alabama (True)
From the 6 to the M, retired like a mobster and moved to Miami (Wow)
My bitch in a lemon, my jit in a Porsche, you can't buy a Camry (Well, damn)
Mr. Davis, no Sammy, new all-white Bentley, yeah, that's for the nanny (Granny)
So Icy the family, So Icy the gang, So Icy the mob (So Icy)
So Icy the label, this ain't no facade, this shit like a job (We workin')
When times were hard, we stole, we lied, we had to rob (Facts)
Mama tried to tell me right from wrong, my head was hard (Mama)
[Verse 3: Li Rye]
My head was hard as a bitch, so I went and got me a glizzy and put it to work
Ain't worried 'bout no nigga steppin' on me, he play wrong in this bitch and I'm uppin' it first
I don't need no switch, I can go spin with this semi and make the bitch shoot like a burst
Headtap, leave that bitch in a hearse
Same nigga be tryna be friendly, still be gettin' they ass taxed for a verse
Bitch, I'm Big 26, I hop out with a stick
Better stay out the way or get hit in the face
Ain't no competition with these niggas
And I don't take 'em serious, when they look at this shit like a race
Bad bitch gon' eat the dick off the rip
All these blues on a nigga, might think I'm a Crip
Catch 'em lackin', I'm uppin' that bitch off the hip
Throwin' fours 'til I die, nigga, shout out to Flip
