Pop the Eight, then I'm gone, yeah, I just ran it
Off the gas one more time, I'm on a new planet
Run my bag every time like I'm a, uh
Run my bag every time like I'm a new bandit

Ayy, I'm just on the game, on a 360
Runnin' in my bag every day until I'm 50
Runnin' in my bag every day until I'm 60
Finna make a classic, be a legend like I'm Whitney

Wake up off the Xan, askin' me like, "what's the plan?"
He from Lynchburg, hang his mans up on the gram
She from Lynchburg, white girl, rope up in her pants
Money up, sir, countin' but I'm runnin' bands

Wakin' off the Xan, is she awake?
Money started twerkin', throw it up, the air just shake
Heard she got it done, she throw it back, it doesn't shake
She looked me in my eyes one more time like, watch it quake

Ayy, I've been so tired, so weak, so gone
Can't believe I used to say this ho' was my home
Ayy, and now she got her baby on the way like, who you phonin'
Heard that I was with her last week, she must be clonin'

Smashin' on the gas in the air, you know I'm zonin'
Switchin' my styles every day, I'm just performin'
Passin' the rock, you know I'm ballin' like Norman
Pullin' out the flare, know we givin' him torment

Run it one more time, hangin', you just like an orment
Wakin' off Xan, askin' me like, "what's the plan?"
He from Lynchburg, hang his mans up on the gram
She from Lynchburg, white girl, rope up in her pants

Money up, sir, countin' but I'm runnin' bands
Wait, rest in peace, to Spike, pour a pint up
And I know that she was bad, don't need no make-up
Ball up on these hoes, John Wall, and you can't take us
Pass up, up, the rock one time, and you can't shake us-
(We love you Nyron!)

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, yeah
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up
Better late than never, but never late is better
Met a Christian hoe last week, she wrote a letter

Said she wanted me, she beggin' me, she'll treat me better
Five months down the road, I found someone special
Thought I really did it, thought I really made it
Been together so long, love just couldn't fake it

But then my love faded, and I just couldn't take it
And now she blowin' up my phone, sayin' that I'm changin
And now she got a baby, and now her new man
Was swearin' that it drove me crazy

Coulda got you back, I swear to God I got lazy
But I ain't want you back, I swear that you was cheatin' lately
But then I found out, you thought you told me
But all your actions leadin' up, it just showed me

Keep a crony, you can treat these hoes so right, and still get done wrong
Got a dark cloud over me, I'm goin' strong
Can't believe you really tried to put me in the wrong
Bawlin' all night until I start makin' these songs

But I got a new girl, and she might be perfect
Feel like YK, I swear to God, she better be worth it
But I can't trust, and I know that that's a certain
See you next tape, end the show, close the curtains

Heh, close the curtains