Yeah, yeah
Yeah (ayy, pull up, Lam)
Oh, oh-oh

When I was young, I used to pray for a bad bitch (for a bad bitch)
And a fast whip (fast whip), and a ratchet (ratchet)
Then I got rich like, where was you when I ain't have shit? (I ain't have shit)
Right now I'm up, but would you be here if it was backwards?

Picture me rollin' in a droptop (skrr)
PnB hit the city, bring the thots out (thots out)
No, this ain't no Runtz, bitch this that ZaZa (ZaZa)
Lookin' for all the opps, them niggas ain't outside (outside)

Got at least 'bout thirty when you see me (when you see me)
Gotta keep a strap, know niggas plottin', look at all these VV's
And I'm with some baddies, the type of bitches you see on TV (see on TV)
And these hoes bougie, all they wanna talk about is CC (Chanaynay)
You ain't my nigga, you only call me when you need me (yeah)
And you ain't my bitch, you just wanna fuck me 'cause I got a girl ('cause I got a girl)
All this blue cheese, you know this money run the world (world)
And keep all that fake shit from 'round me
I just want somethin' thorough (yeah)
And you was supposed to be right next to me
But you ain't play your position (yeah)
When I got locked up, I called your phone
And the next day you went missin' (brrt)
I tried to tell you 'bout all my plans
But 'til this day that shit kill you (that shit kill you, huh)
'Cause I got them racks, yeah, I done glowed up, yeah, yeah
I done turned my back, you don't gets no love, yeah, yeah
They see me ballin'
Watchin' from the bleachers, know it's hard, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)

When I was young, I used to pray for a bad bitch (for a bad bitch)
And a fast whip (fast whip), and a ratchet (ratchet)
Then I got rich like, where was you when I ain't have shit? (When I ain't have shit)
Right now I'm up, but would you be here if it was backwards?

Picture me rollin' in a droptop
PnB hit the city, bring the thots out (thots out)
No, this ain't no Runtz, bitch this that ZaZa (this that ZaZa)
Lookin' for all the opps, them niggas ain't outside (them niggas outside)

Out on bail, California dreamin' (dreamin')
I'm makin' money off music, crazy I used to be schemin' (schemin')
I'm in that hellcat right now, I'm ridin' with some demons (skrr)
And they killed my brother, so 'til this day, we slide for no reason
Hate in my heart, I swear murder made me that way (way)
And even though we rich, I'm still prayin' for better days
They had my cousin in that cell, I had to get him out that cage
They try to say attempted murder, he was just out here catchin' plays
I'm fucked up in the head now (head now)
I know some niggas, yeah, they wish I was dead now (dead now)
I'm just doin' me, yeah, I'm gon' run up my bread now (bread now)
They lookin' for me, I'm right here, I ain't scared now, I'm prepared now
Keep a thirty round on me, that's on my waist (brrt)
If I ain't got it on me, I don't feel safe (nah)
It's a couple niggas with me, I see the envy in they eyes
Try stab me in my back but shit I wouldn't even be surprised
You know the devil is a lie
And most of these bitches be just the devil in disguise
But you know me, I'm crazy, I look that bitch right in the eyes
And tell her suck my dick 'cause I'm too hard for this shit
Yeah, I came up from nothin', you know I starved for this shit (yeah)

When I was young, I used to pray for a bad bitch (for a bad bitch)
And a fast whip (fast whip), and a ratchet (ratchet)
Then I got rich like, where was you when I ain't have shit? (When I ain't have shit)
Right now I'm up, but would you be here if it was backwards?

Picture me rollin' in a droptop
PnB hit the city, bring the thots out (thots out)
No, this ain't no Runtz, bitch, this that ZaZa (this that ZaZa)
Lookin' for all the opps, them niggas ain't outside (them niggas outside)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Them niggas ain't outside
And they know we gon' ball
Know I'm smokin' on that ZaZa (this that ZaZa)
Opp pack
Yeah, oh, yeah

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Anthony De La Garza, Frank D. Gilliam, John Paul Lam, Rakim Hasheem Allen