[Bankroll Freddie] 350 thousand on my neck alone (I don´t know how) I´m the reason why the opps are quiet (Yeah, yeah), ´cause we keep steppin´ on ´em (´Cause we keep steppin´ on ´em) 70 thousand watch, don´t know the time (Yeah, yeah), we must of set it wrong (Ay, what time it is) In the D with Vez, we pouring meds, no tellin´ what we on (Woo) Heard my opp got shot (Woo), I´m out of town (Baow), they lucky it wasn´t me (It wasn´t me) Niggas cross me once and I´ma make sure that ya´ll get a tee (Get a tee) Know how you niggas bite my style, it´s only one of me (Tryna copy swag)
Nigga, you a kid and you a child, like you my son to me (Like you my lil´ boy) Really rich, ain´t never ever gotta post a throwback (At all) Every bitch I had, they want me back, look that´s a big fact (Come here) Nigga, I got bands for real, I´m really talkin´ big racks (I´m talkin´ racks) Ay, tell my opps, "Get even then", little nigga get your lick back You bitch ass
[Icewear Vezzo] Since you picking sides, you gon´ get murdered with them niggas (Yeah) I put turbo on that glizzy (Baow, baow), Stephen Curry this extensions (Curry) I don´t hang with rappers, fuck you heard
We in them trenches, you ain´t never shot nobody (Yeah, yeah) Niggas virgins like these bitches (Ay, bitches)
[Icewear Vezzo] Yeah, dope man Turn a project bitch into a Prada baby (What?) Rose gold, Richard Millie stainless, cost a 1.80 I got some shit ´bout tall as my son, hangin´ out that Dracy I ain´t pullin´ over for no Jakey, bitch, you gotta chase me (Skrrt) Hm, yeah, this straight A fast as shit (Yeah) I ain´t pullin´ over for nobody, "Keke, pass the stick" Hop up out that ride and walk up fast, it´s like I had to piss Slide to Cali, I ain´t got no soldiers, grab the bag and dip (Grab the bag and dip)
Yeah, I let that magic tricks Fuck the arguing, I´ll leave yo´ shit open like a bag of chips Heard she married, still don´t give no fucks, I´ll buy her ass and tities (For real) You ain´t hit nobody on that drill, I think you tried to miss
[Icewear Vezzo & Bankroll Freddie] Since you picking sides, you gon´ get murdered with them niggas (Yeah) I put turbo on that glizzy (Baow, baow), Stephen Curry this extensions (Curry) I don´t hang with rappers, fuck you heard We in them trenches, you ain´t never shot nobody (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Niggas virgins like these bitches (Ay, bitches)
[ Bankroll Freddie] Six figure nigga for my rap deal (Six figure nigga for my rap deal) I know millionaires really rich (Trap), but they still trap still (Trap) Million dollar nigga, but no cap, I still get packs still (I still get packs still) Send ´em on a plane or on the road, all in that vacc´ seal