[Intro]
(Chris with the heat, bitch)

[Chorus]
I tear your ass apart, put that on the gang
Yeah put that on the squad
I put that on god, I put that on god
Imma get rich, yeah
Every goddamn day I’m going hard
Pull your card (pull your card) I tear your ass apart, put that on the gang
Yeah put that on the squad
I put that on god I put that on god
Imma get rich yeah
Every goddamn day I’m going hard
Pull your card (pull your card)

[Verse 1]
.40 on me I don’t need no bodyguard
Fuck that second place shit I’m takin’ charge
You will get stopped like Dior that’s on god
Oh La La on my gang on my squad oh my god I go hard
That’s just how it is that’s just how we are that’s on god oh my god
Yeah I go hard yeah that’s on god yeah I take charge yeah
I will fuck your bitch up in my front yard

[Chorus]
I tear your ass apart, put that on the gang
Yeah put that on the squad
I put that on god I put that on god
Imma get rich yeah
Every goddamn day I’m going hard
Pull your card (pull your card) I tear your ass apart, put that on the gang
Yeah put that on the squad
I put that on god I put that on god
Imma get rich yeah
Every goddamn day I’m going hard
Pull your card (pull your card)

[Verse 2]
If a n***a in our way he get killed
That’s for real that’s for real
Fuck how you feel it’s all about the dollar bills
If I get locked up no I won’t squeal
That’s for real
I don’t remember what happened anyway I was up with the pills
Sippin’ on the christoff Vvs up in my wrist just like some christoff
Ballin’ hard like Chris Paul
You n***a funny to me like Chris Rock
[Chorus]
I tear your ass apart, put that on the gang
Yeah put that on the squad
I put that on god I put that on god
Imma get rich yeah
Every goddamn day I’m going hard
Pull your card (pull your card) I tear your ass apart, put that on the gang
Yeah put that on the squad
I put that on god I put that on god
Imma get rich yeah
Every goddamn day I’m going hard
Pull your card (pull your card)