[Chorus]
All that bitch wanted was a Birkin bag
I'm tryna get rich with my working ass
Never stop grinding, never stop working
So hit the email, put them beats in the dirt
When I pull up on them Forgis, know I left my guys hurt
I wouldn’t even have did that if they didn't snake me first
Almighty paved the way for Chicaglo
He told me, "Stay up off them blocks", I couldn't if I tried to
[Verse]
I’ma kick the bobo's with ya, keep it real, nigga
I'm some rapper, but I stay up in the field, nigga
I can hear myself, so I rather keep it real with ya
And I ain't snoozing like that, ain't popping pills with ya
When I came through in that Porsche, on your face
American boy, American car, American boys who starting a race
This shit fucked up that all them American boys are starting to hate
It's some dead presidents in my pocket, I'm spending it all today
Why? 'Cause I don’t give no fuck
I’ma make it back, we tearing up venues and them clubs
And I get cash from my shows, girl, your man, he getting stupes
And every time I'm on this mic, look, I do this shit for Blood
[Chorus]
All that bitch wanted was a Birkin bag
I’m tryna get rich with my working ass
Never stop grinding, never stop working
So hit the email, put them beats in the dirt
When I pull up on them Forgis, know I left my guys hurt
I wouldn't even have did that if they didn't snake me first
Almighty paved the way for Chicaglo
He told me, "Stay up off them blocks", I couldn't if I tried to