Today

[Intro]

Fuck the fire, we got greese

It's a Wayne beat

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]

It's some money on the floor, I know the way

I might catch an uber to the pape don't run away

If the bitch wanna leave, I might let her run away

[?] I'm driving also getting head along the way

This shit easy, I could drop a song and give a song away

I'm fresh out the streets, just gave my trap phone away

Just at your middle man [?] sold a quarter yesterday

Was on the edge of Texas, looking at the border yesterday

Bought some shoes that don't come out til next year yesterday

Didn't even have to kill the beef, he just somehow passed away

[Verse 2: Dave East]

Counting paper, we ain't popping out today

Headshot, D.O.A., [?] operate

Already loaded, plug fronting, but I told him I can wait

Went from selling medison to making what your doctor make

I've been tryna consintrate, blowing cronic, Dr. Dre

Back hurting, big cuban on this chain, a lotta weight

Too many demans in my wake, sometimes I feel I gotta pray

Carti a left, Patek on my right, got time today

Cold nigga, they ain't believed it, til I showed niggas

Old niggas ask for paper, knowing they old niggas

Tried to give them the blueprint, and I ain't know Jigga

Now they so bitter, I had to watch them [?]

Cigar smokers and don sippers [?] liquor

It was 40's in the bag, now it's 40 in my bag

Me and my man [?] 40 bring a mask

You got nervous with that Glock, threw your 40 in the trash

Blew 40 on the bracelet, number 40 in the stash

10 on your [?] 40 in your stash, all cash

Asking [?] apartment full of bags

He up to something, he talking fast

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]

I know he up to something, so I'm walking fast

Hoodie zipped up, used [?] for a mask

Just got to break it down, can see the evidence in the trash

Pour the water on [?]

Running man, [?]

He might probably spend some money, make sure you get this man

60 racks on me, I feel like I made it too fast

I did a feature, then an ep, then a feature and a half

OK, you want a whole boe or a half?

Why you like her? 'Cause she pretty in the face or the ass?

I used to trap the whole thing, know how long shit'll last

I used to cheat on my bitch, not knowing when she coming back

I was looking for some drank, my nigga pulled it out his ass

Pulled up in the sprinter, I was jumping out the back

Whoever jumping out behind me, I was jumping no strap

[Verse 4: Dave East]

When the dope was good, I seen fiends jumping out the trap

Outa town, only thinking racks, hoping I get back

From the bench to a star player, bags I used to [?]

Headtap him, he ain't been the same since