[Chorus]
All that bitch wanted was a Birkin bag
I'm tryna get rich with my working ass
Never stop grinding, never stop working
So hit the email, put them beans in the dirt
When I pull up on them forgi’s, know I left my guys hurt
I wouldn't even have did that if they didn't snake me first
Almighty paved the way for Chicaglo
He told me "stay up off them blocks", I couldn’t if I tried to

[Verse]
I'ma kick the bobo's with ya, keep it real n***a
I'm some rapper, but I stay up in the field n***a
I can hear myself, so I rather keep it real with ya
And I ain't snoozing like that, ain't popping pills with ya
When I came through in that Porsche, on your face
American boy, American car, American boys who starting race
This shit fucked up that all them American boys are starting to hate
It's some dead presidents in my pocket, I'm spending it all today
Why? ’cause I don’t give no fuck
I'ma make it back we tearing up venues in them clubs
And I get cash from my shows, girl your man he getting stupes
And every time I’m on this mic look I do this shit for Blood

[Chorus]
All that bitch wanted was a Birkin bag
I'm tryna get rich with my working ass
Never stop grinding, never stop working
So hit the email, put them beans in the dirt
When I pull up on them forgi's, know I left my guys hurt
I wouldn't even have did that if they didn’t snake me first
Almighty paved the way for Chicaglo
He told me "stay up off them blocks", I couldn't if I tried to