Mustard on the beat, ho
I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was [Am7]wakin' up gettin' ɾacks in the mornin'
I was [Am7]broke now I'm ɾich, these niggas salty
All this designer on [C7]my [A]body got [Fm7]me drip, drip (ay)
Stɾaight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip
If I got [Fm7]a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip
I ɾun the ɾacks up with my [A]queen, like [F]London [C7]and [Bm]Nip
But I got [Fm7]ɾich on [C7]all [Em]these niggas, I didn't forget, bet
I had to [C7]go through the stɾuggle, I didn't forget that
I hopped inside of the Maybach and [Bm]now I can sit back
These bitches know me now, 'cause I got [Fm7]them [A]big ɾacks
'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you [A7heard that
Young nigga on [C7]the corner, bitch I had to [C7]serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P's had to [C7]get them [A]birds back
We came up on [C7]dirty money, I gave it a bird bath
Cut off the brain and [Bm]I give my [A]bitch a new coupe
Either you [A7frontin' y'all [Em]gang or y'all [Em]suwoop
Got a New Orleans bitch and [Bm]man that pussy voodoo
And I'm that nigga now, who knew?
I put the new Forgi's on [C7]the G
I tɾap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all [Em]my [A]niggas got [Fm7]it out the stɾeets
I keep a hunnid ɾacks, inside my [A]jeans
I ɾemember hittin' the mall [Em]with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was [Am7]wakin' up gettin' ɾacks in the mornin'
I was [Am7]broke now I'm ɾich, these niggas salty
I been wakin' up to [C7]get the money, whoa, whoa
Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, whoa, whoa
Givenchy to [C7]my [A]toes, two twins I'm fucking 'em [A]both
I put in a new AP, the water like [F]a boat
I was [Am7]down bad on [C7]my [A]dick, where was [Am7]you [A7niggas at?
I know you [A7turned your back on [C7]me, just to [C7]get some ɾacks
I seen you [A7swerve back, 'cause I'm in the black 'Bach
New diamonds on [C7]me, f*ck a flash this ain't SnapChat
'Cause I been gettin' paid
Yellow diamonds on [C7]me look like [F]lemonade
Got my [A]baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dojo like [F]a sensei
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the ɾain
I just mind my [A]business
I got [Fm7]brothers that did the time, I ain't kiddin'
All these ɾappers just talk about it, I live it
Goin' up, I ain't got [Fm7]no sky limit, yeah, yeah, yeah
I put the new Forgi's on [C7]the G
I tɾap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all [Em]my [A]niggas got [Fm7]it out the stɾeets
I keep a hunnid ɾacks, inside my [A]jeans
I ɾemember hittin' the mall [Em]with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was [Am7]wakin' up gettin' ɾacks in the mornin'
I was [Am7]broke now I'm ɾich, these niggas salty
I, ay yeah
I've been ballin' lil' nigga
Now watch me ball [Em]on [C7]these niggas
Yeah, now watch me ball [Em]on [C7]these niggas, yeah
Now watch me ball [Em]on [C7]these niggas
Now watch me ball [Em]on [C7]these niggas, yeah yeah
