[Chorus]
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town

[Verse 1: Rops1]
They talk like they gon' slap it off, but they won't press it
These faggots keep on whinging and bitchin' it looks pathetic
They went from hating on me now they in my DMs tryna' talk
I'm still the same I'm never changing
Still fuck the law (Fuck the law)
I'm in that new whip
Catch me with my new chick
Running up these digits bro I'm out here coppin' new things (New things)
We went from rags to riches, yeah they know the team's paid
Them boy's are bottom feeders they won't ever make what we made
At fourteen with the four ten doing mad rawts
Back roads or back doors hitting made scores (Cash)
I fell in love with money from a young age
I spray shots at your mum's place and bust case
I ain't into indirects, fuck all this rap beef
I'm really out in the trap in the field where them crack be
Them fags talk and whine but run off like athletes
See 'em in the flesh they don't do shit, their that weak
[Chorus]
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town

[Verse 2: Kerser]
Slap it off
They ain't gonna slap it off
They just runnin' out of lines and they like to rap a lot
About to go on tour there's an ounce near my balls
Imagine if I showed up when they announced the awards
I'm mad raw (Kers)
Told 'em eat a dick before I show up
If they real in the scene then I bet they know us
Your about to get your shit robbed
But at least I'm givin' closure (True)
My boys are masked up and it ain't 'cos of corona
You know what I'm sayin'
I'm the man with this shit
I'm the hustler of the decade how I handle my biz
Kers style so clean
And I don't rock Supreme
But if you seen me in some laid that means they gave me some cream
I'm still hatin' the scene
They gettin' reps off an iPhone
I lost my voice from lean
You're about to lose yours from a knife bro
And I know I need a statue in Campbelltown
Put it at the Leaves club we're make 'em stare at me now, wow
[Chorus]
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town

[Verse 3: Rops1]
Hood famous, yeah I made a little gwop (Gwop)
Catch me in my new crib, or chillin' on the block (Block)
I'm in the studio workin'
Yeah this music shits my job (Job)
They used to tell me kick back
Now this musics payin' off
From the cages to the stages
Yeah I'm slowly takin' off
Dropped a couple tracks, made some racks
Yeah I saved a lot (A lot)
They say your dreams don't work unless you work
I went from rappin' on the curb to doing shows with Kers (Facts)
Now my name's heavy, I'm the one they all envy
They want the fame but believe me nah they ain't ready (Ain't ready)
They wanna' rap about .22s and .303s
I've seen more sticks than Black Ops 2 and Black Ops 3
I'm in that Focus, swerving me and Dylz
Keep my circle real tight, only kick it with the real
Fuck a feature man
I do it on my own
I'm in the booth getting paid, where you're chillin' with some hoes
[Chorus]
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout triggers like they gon' slap it off
Grew up in the ends, we weren't rich, we never had a lot
Used to do it bummy then, but we ain't bummy now
Runnin' up this money I'm hood famous around my town