[Lil Baby]
These ain´t no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I´m still good at math
But, nigga, don´t test me
I play to the left, they went to the right

They try to finesse me
Still riding ´round with that blicky, I hope they don´t catch me
Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street
Play like I´m dumb, as soon as he pop, I´m goin´ retarded
He say I´m hot and he say I´m garbage, I´m rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis
Then we in Atlanta, I´m runnin´ the cat and workin´ the red key

[Lil Durk]
I cannot mention my homies inside of my song ´cause I know they be trappin´ a lot
I can´t keep takin´ these pills, when I´m in the trenches they say I be cappin´ a lot

I know a nigga who say he got rich off the dope but I know he be actin´ a lot
I know some niggas who said that they took down the city but niggas be lackin´ a lot
Yeah
That shit was awful, nigga had that dog food
The day they shot you, I slid on a Mongoose
You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me, I cannot forget
The police was lyin´, they say that they caught you, but nigga, they made you admit
Your name was found, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch
Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (Turn up)

[ Lil Baby]
Only twenty-five, livin´ like a boss, riding ´round with a chauffeur

I don´t sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin´ over my shoulder
Niggas lyin´ like I´m stealin´ swag but it´s my shit like I wrote it

[Polo G]
Uh
These rappers really nice as hell
I´m a different nigga when I´m pissed off
Man, he say he gon´ press up on who?
I´ma get the steel like I´m Chris Paul
Back to back suburbans, I´m a big dawg
I was in the slums servin´ Fentanyls
I be laying junkies havin´ withdrawals
I been gettin´ to it, lotta missed calls
Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking ´bout?
I should slap you for sayin´ he hot as me
I don´t know who could fuck with me honestly

They know I´m the man so they watchin´ me
Different color bands like Monopoly
Man, he must not be usin´ his head
If he thinkin´ I don´t keep a Glock with me
That´s like suicide if you play with us
Got a better chance at the lottery
Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep
Make the crowd dance, choreography
Once I got a plan, ain´t no stoppin´ me
Three-car garage, million-dollar crib
With a foreign bitch ridin´ on top me
Lotta people done said I wouldn´t be shit
Well, I guess they owe me an apology

[Lil Baby]
These ain´t no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I´m still good at math
But, nigga, don´t test me

I play to the left, they went to the right
They try to finesse me
Still riding ´round with that blicky, I hope they don´t catch me
Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street
Play like I´m dumb, as soon as he pop, I´m goin´ retarded
He say I´m hot and he say I´m garbage, I´m rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis
Then we in Atlanta, I´m runnin´ the cat and workin´ the red key