Trap, I'm smoking out the pound

Tell a broke bitch she can suck a dick now

Use to sell crumbs I can cop a brick now

Niggas in my section know I grab it plus I get down

If we ain't talking money what the fuck is we talking foe

If you ain't trying suck it what the fuck is the topic ho

My phone ranging now gotta bag so I gotta go

These niggas call me cash ask why cause I'm bout the doe

I double back and then I flip it

She ask me where I'm going I told that bitch I gotta get it

I'm always by myself but know a nigga riding with it

If I ever get smoked just know a nigga dying with it

That's just me. A light ten on the bracelet

My hood know me good talking first name basis

Niggas love the dope got them thinking that I laced it

Once I get up in her she gone know theirs no replacing

Mask and a sword like a niggas name is Jason running to the money

Like a nigga out here racing

I don't hang with niggas cause I know they out here faking

When it comes to money let me tell you Ima make it

She say she love the dick and its hard for her to shake it

Ima pull it out cause I know this bitch can't take it

Yeah I'm going in like I never have before

Got them bands on me now riding round with a loaf

I don't even want yo bag if I hit it and don't choke

Just another street nigga that just came up off some dope

Check me out peep me probably with the plug when you meet me

Grind bright make it hard for you to see me

We ain't talking let's its numbers

Switch the whips every single summer

Bring it back if that work ain't thunder

Mask and a sword like a niggas name is Jason running to the money

Like a nigga out here racing