Uh, uh, uh, uh (Buddah Bless this beat)
Yeah, uh, feel me, nah
Niggas gettin' money in this motherfucker, you feel me?
They'll never feel me, man
It's a million dollar circle, you feel me?
Million dollar niggas around me (yeah, uh)
Everybody destined for greatness, you feel me? (uh, uh)
(Slatt, go, go, go, go, go, go)

I'm that young nigga who got it
Pourin' a four in a two, I ain't modest
I cannot move 'til I see a deposit
Feelin' them pinks and blue in my pocket
Fuck what he sayin', you know that it's up
Fuckin' on twins, geeked and stuck
I'm in a Benz, pushin' the pedal
New FN, ain't no metal
Pray for sins, I might move wrong
Bro off them tens, head in clouds
Fuckin' a bitch that I saw in the crowd
Told her shut up, she screamin' too loud
Bitch ass nigga, I told you so
A nigga get mad, I fold his hoe
Big AKs like GI Joe
Niggas be fake like CGI

Bitch west coast like TDE
Tote that stick, oh, you ain't know?
Ask 'bout Boat, no, he ain't ho
He on go, pourin' fours, yeah
Bought about four or five Benzes
I got a tint, I crashed the Bent'
I got this bitch in the back gettin' bent
Outside in the back of the crib in a tent
Huh, slatt, huh, I got a four pack
Huh, I had to fold the MAC
Drivin' this shit off the track
Yeah, move with them boys, live
Free all my niggas who bangin' the fire
Jump in that water, headfirst, I dive
(Go)

I'm that young nigga who got it
Pourin' a four in a two, I ain't modest
I cannot move 'til I see a deposit
Feelin' them pinks and blue in my pocket
Fuck what he sayin', you know that it's up
Fuckin' on twins, geeked and stuck
I'm in a Benz, pushin' the pedal
New FN, ain't no metal
Pray for sins, I might move wrong
Bro off them tens, head in clouds
Fuckin' a bitch that I saw in the crowd
Told her shut up, she screamin' too loud
Bitch ass nigga, I told you so
A nigga get mad, I fold his hoe
Big AKs like GI Joe
Niggas be fake like CGI

Most niggas bootleg like DVDs
They don't really smoke, that's CBD
Twenty a verse, gotta get twenty a verse
'Cause I blew a twenty on lean
Okay, this shit in my genes
I'm just like my parents, that's how I was bred
I know some niggas that's dead
I'm focused on money, I'm blowin' ahead
Okay, she givin' me head
Naked as hell on the edge of the bed
Okay, I'm high off the Percs
Could've been Nicki, I left her on read
Okay, I'm keepin' it hood
Hat just sittin' on the side of my head
I got a hundred in cash
You know I got burners on the side of the bed

I'm that young nigga who got it
Pourin' a four in a two, I ain't modest
I cannot move 'til I see a deposit
Feelin' them pinks and blue in my pocket
Fuck what he sayin', you know that it's up
Fuckin' on twins, geeked and stuck
I'm in a Benz, pushin' the pedal
New FN, ain't no metal
Pray for sins, I might move wrong
Bro off them tens, head in clouds
Fuckin' a bitch that I saw in the crowd
Told her shut up, she screamin' too loud
Bitch ass nigga, I told you so
A nigga get mad, I fold his hoe
Big AKs like GI Joe
Niggas be fake like CGI

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Writer(s): Miles Parks McCollum, Orraccious Tucker-Brown, Tyron Douglas