Young boy throw that work up in the pot water
Ballin' like Odell, and you play pop warner uh
I just won the race yeah nigga I caught up
Why you got me waitin' girl take my order

I just flew my boys France
Eatin' some linguine and I know she dig my bands
I just fucked and I just skipped
I'm on that block I keep that clip

On the block
That's that back block
Niggas makin' chicken off that crack rock
I know niggas rollin' makin' heads pop
That's a head crack
You can't get yo bread back
If I said it, then I meant that
I just picked the pack up
Uh, yeah and I sent that
Lotta bread wait, yeah I gotta get that bread back
Lotta bread invested
Nah, fuck it I can't stress that
If it's war you talkin'
Then you know just where the lead at
Yeah

Hold on, oh that's his mans, oh that's his mans
I done caught that nigga run up that street
Gon' take his bands, take his bands huh
I done popped out and I'm so rich
I fucked his bitch
And it's too lit
I broke my back
Tryna get bands
Bitch I'm back

Yeah, Ima count these bands up all day
Yeah, get ya hatin' ass out my face
Yeah, used to come in last I stayed the pace
Yeah, Ima be the goat either way
Nigga get yo bread up
I can't let up
I was chasing all that fettuccine and the cheddar
In and out the projects
I was duckin' from them set ups
Fell down ten times and I always get up

Took her Brazil yeah we was out them favelas
Mami came with drama like we star in a novela
I just came up with a hunnid
I might hit the diamond setter
Diamond cutter
She a ten, then what's a rubber
Take my chances on no consequences comin'
You can catch me on that far side, I be runnin'
With them niggas who be workin'
Do the most just for a onion

Young boy throw that work up in the pot water
Ballin' like Odell, and you play pop warner uh
I just won the race yeah nigga I caught up
Why you got me waitin' girl take my order