[Blac Youngsta]
What you pourin´ up, bruh?
What you poured, huh?
(Shit, Dreko)
It feel like we dreamin´

Pussy nigga dream, wise up
Gang gang

[Lil Migo]
Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (No)
Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)
Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes

[Lil Migo]
So what´s up with these lil´ niggas? Must forgot I´m in the city
I stay strapped up with this glizzy, my ´stendos, they hold a fifty

You play, then it be a killing, I say that not to be silly
Got K´s with banana peels and they apin´, let´s start the bidding
Play with the gang, then we knock off your top (Top)
Young nigga came from thе block
I found me a route, it led mе to guap
Thankin´ the man that´s up top
You know a lil´ nigga be hot as the pot
Doin´ donuts off the lot
I grinded for everything I went and got (Damn)
Remember them nights I was tired
Stop all the cryin´ (Cryin´)
Steady be sayin´ I be lyin´ (What?)
Know I´m out here on the grind
No time for these bitches, don´t do wine and dine (Nah)

You can get cooked with the iron
I made me a living off spittin´ these rhymes (Grrt)
Who knew that ballin´ a crime
I feel like LeBron when he in his prime (Swish)

[Lil Migo]
Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (No)
Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)
Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes
Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (No)

Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)
Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes

[Blac Youngsta]
Yeah, gang gang
I guess get money in my genes
I got the four-four with the beam
That´s my favorite gun, I ain´t never left it on the crime scene
If God´d never turned me to a millionaire, I promise I wouldn´t really care
I´d be still servin´ them fiends (What up?)
Still blowin´ kush dope in the air
And I wanna thank my big brother for every fuckin´ thing
These rap niggas, they pussy

They ain´t really exactly like they seem
I put that shit on my set
If you play with Migo, you gon´ get hit with the machine
I took a private jet to NYC just to get some lean
I´m at the trap right now, you can come see me
I´ma serve you like a king
Mix the lean with my pineapple Fanta, you know I get stuck
Almost forgot what I did when I shot up my opps, you know I give no fucks
Had to remind myself and I went back again (What I do?), and killed my opps myself (Grrt)
Everybody know what happened to that nigga ran in my crib
I left that pussy on the steps, gang gang

[Lil Migo]

Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (No)
Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)
Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes
Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (No)
Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)
Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes

[Big Homiie G]

Either way, I´m gon´ get me some money (Some money)
Kicked the bitch out, she ain´t doin´ nothin´ for me (She ain´t doin´ shit for me)
Let her tell it, she swearin´ she love me (She love me)
You know me, I ain´t carin´ ´bout nothin´ (I ain´t carin´ ´bout nothin´)
Put my heart in my pocket, I sat on it (I sat on it)
Watch me jump ten-or-four, wanna bet on it? (Wanna bet on it?)
I been poppin´ these Percs, need to check on me (Need to check on me)
So much drank in my cup, made a mess on me (Ugh)
Hit the bitch and I told her get lost (Get lost)
Got a trap in the south, it get off (It get off)
If it´s smellin´ like piss, then it´s bought (Ooh)

Scottie Pippen ´cause that´s what it cost (That´s what it cost)
Hit the gas, don´t you hear the exhaust? (Skrrt skrrt)
This a Track´, this bitch cost me some racks (Some racks)
Couple hitters, they trail me in Scats (Skrrt skrrt)
Yellin´ out, "Fuck 12," them facts (Them facts), yeah

[Lil Migo]
Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (Nope)
Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)

Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes
Mix the lean with a pineapple Fanta, know that I´m too geeked (Geeked)
Never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see (Nope)
Always knew I was gonna be rich, my mama raised a king (Grrt)
Like to count up the money, I guess get money in my genes