[Intro]
Look, every time I show up in this bitch, these n***as pissed, these n***as— (How I look)
We started at eight hundred

[Verse 1]
Look, every time I show up in this bitch, these n***as pissed
Look, ayy, and I can tell these n***as sick, look
They hear she got a check and make 'em wonder how my bitch look
And we just dropped a seven, I like lookin' how it mix, look
Get pissy in that fast lane, the shit that help me think (N***a)
My third cup today, shit, I can barely even see (N***a)
All the suckеr shit around me make it hella hard to think
Swеar to shit, you n***as flexin', I be spendin' that on weed
I'd probably have some Ms if I wasn't sippin' drank (That's on my mama)
He told you I'm his brother, but on mama, these n***as fakin'
He used to be my brother, now he talkin' to them jakes (Fuck him)
And when you livin' on that water, you don't pull up to the lake (N***a)
The last couple times I seen a sucker, I ain't miss
The shit you n***as preachin' on them songs get you blitzed (Ayy, what? What?)
Ain't scared to take a loss 'cause now I'm linin' up a lick (Ugh)
I seen my brother take a loss, they had him linin' up his bitch

[Chorus]
You better jump up in your bag now, these n***as sad
Even though I'm gettin' money, I ain't nothin' like my dad (Ayy)
Swear that n***a left me hangin', that shit had me kinda mad
I gotta keep my pole, n***as like they on my ass
Better jump up in your bag now, these n***as sad
Even though I'm gettin' money, I ain't nothin' like my dad (Ayy)
Swear that n***a left me hangin', that shit had me kinda mad
I gotta keep my pole, n***as like they on my ass
[Verse 2]
Ayy, look, I'm ready to double back if n***as hidin' from they block (N***a)
They thought it was a Drac', bitch, this hand thing a chop' (N***a)
They tryna say I ran from who, them n***as smokin' rocks (N***a)
And if we talk about some money, they know I'ma get a lot
Swear that bitch was in my hand, he tried to grab it off his hip
I went to sell some pounds, but I treat it like a trip (N***a)
And if she ain't got no chicken, she won't even fill a tip (Ayy, that's on my mama)
You better jump about your feelings, lil' n***a, take a risk
I'm really zero-weight, bitch, it'll never be no peace (Nah)
And you can drop me off 'cause I'll walk up n***a's street (N***a)
If you affiliated with suckers, I don't jump on n***a's beat (Uh-uh, that's on my mama, n***a)
They really come through with a broom and really try to do a sweep

[Chorus]
You better jump up in your bag now, these n***as sad
Even though I'm gettin' money, I ain't nothin' like my dad (Ayy)
Swear that n***a left me hangin', that shit had me kinda mad
I gotta keep my pole, n***as like they on my ass
Better jump up in your bag now, these n***as sad
Even though I'm gettin' money, I ain't nothin' like my dad (Ayy)
Swear that n***a left me hangin', that shit had me kinda mad
I gotta keep my pole, n***as like they on my ass