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[Intro: midwxst]

Yeah, yeah

Ha-ha-ha

Yeah, boom, boom

Ha-ha

[Chorus: midwxst]

I walk in the function, we pop out

You don't want no problems, won't go south

Like villain, you gon' hear them gun sounds

I'm makin' that heat 'til the sun down

If that bro got a problem, we run down

All this money on me weigh like twelve pounds

And no, I'm not talkin' bout breaded

If I go to jail then I'm fin' be acquitted

He told me, "Make heat," but I already done did it

And that shit no cap, I ain't talkin' 'bout fitteds

[Verse 1: midwxst]

Not 'bout the money, then you speakin' gibberish

I need all the money, them dividends

Need them presidents, no Thomas Jefferson

Fuck a thot, I want shawty, she heaven sent

[Verse 2: 777villain]

You run up then we turn you to evidence

Shawty chocolate, call her my M&M

Marijuana get me in my element

Big body Benzes, we built like an elephant

Run up the bands, I double my networth

She blowin' my phone, I'm too busy to text her

East coast boy, out west like Edgar

Turn up the heat, we applyin' the pressure

[Verse 3: midwxst]

Turn up the heat, bitch, applyin' that pressure

He wanted smoke, now that boy on a stretcher

Call my girl Rock, 'cause I'm finna go catch her

Dreads in my hair, bitch I look like I'm [?]

Takin' a pic, I feel like I'm Bart Fletcher

She teach these mo'fuckers like a professor

Your mom in my DMs, yeah, that's how I met her

I'm runnin' these checks, I think I earned a letter

I'm flippin' that bird, I might get me some feathers

You cannot predict me, no, I'm not the weather

All black on my fit, bitch, I look like the Wither

I can't go outside, no, I never been a quitter, nah

[Verse 4: 777villain & midwxst]

Can't quit 'cause I'm too legit

Bad bitch tryna eat my dick

Got a problem, we gon' up that blick

Just playin' on this shit, no shit

I swear I been workin' since I was a jit

Now I walk in the bank, bustin' down on the fit

Uh, I'm bustin' down on the fit

Uh, I just might cop me some Ricks

Uh, tell that boy watch who he diss

Uh, now that boy left with a lisp

Yeah, he ended up in a grave

I nut on her face, make it look like some paint

Call me T-Pain, I might buy her a drink

She gave me brain until she couldn't think

I feel like I'm Jordan, bitch, give me my ring

I feel like Ed Sheeran, I stay with the team

My bro got a Glock, let it blast

Hop out that moshpit, he left with a cast

Hop in the private, I don't need a cab

I told all my haters, "I get the last laugh"

[Verse 5: 777villain]

T-T-Tell all my haters that I'm finna shine

Got so much money don't know what to buy

Run up on me, you get hit with the fye

Thought he was tough, ended up in the sky

That nigga cappin', he livin' a lie

Fuck with the gang, bitch, you want me to die

If you really that nigga look me in the eyes

I came with a gun if that bitch wanna fight

[Chorus: midwxst]

I walk in the function, we pop out

You don't want no problems, won't go south

Like villain, you gon' hear them gun sounds

I'm makin' that heat 'til the sun down

If that bro got a problem, we run down

All this money on me weigh like twelve pounds

And no, I'm not talkin' bout breaded

If I go to jail then I'm fin' be acquitted

He told me, "Make heat," but I already done did it

And that shit no cap, I ain't talkin' 'bout fitteds