| I’ve been on the road, I’ve been tryna chase a bag |
| Gotta stay up on my toes, just for me to make it back |
| 'Cause all my niggas, they be wildin' |
| Pull up and they firin' |
| I don’t do the dissin', nigga I just keep it silent |
| I’m still yellin' free my bros, some ain’t even comin' back |
| Give a fuck about these hoes unless they bringin' me a bag |
| Call my brother and he slidin', in the club they let the guys in |
| Knowin' that we bangin' got these niggas lookin' sideways |
| We gon' turn this bitch up |
| We gon' turn this bitch out |
| We gon' turn this bitch up |
| We gon' turn this bitch out |
| I ain’t in the club unless they payin' me for shows |
| Aye, brody in the cut, and he snuck in wit' that pole |
| There’s mud in my cup, I ain’t sippin' on Patron |
| Diamonds in my ears got my lobes feelin' froze |
| Performin' deep as fuck, mess around and break the stage |
| Back then they never knew me, now they screamin' out my name |
| Hop up in the foreign and we drivin' out of state |
| Back then we hittin' licks, who would’ve known we gettin' paid |
| Hottest in my city, they ain’t even got a chance |
| I’m geekin' in the club, fuck around and do my dance |
| Most likely got it on me, why I’m holdin' up my pants |
| You doin' what you could, but I’m doin' what you can’t |
| Real gang ties, bitch I gangbang |
| If my brody trippin' with him, then we on the same thang |
| In the big body, when I change lanes, aye |
| In the big body, when I change lanes |
| I’ve been on the road, I’ve been tryna chase a bag |
| Gotta stay up on my toes, just for me to make it back |
| 'Cause all my niggas, they be wildin' |
| Pull up and they firin' |
| I don’t do the dissin', nigga I just keep it silent |
| I’m still yellin' free my bros, some ain’t even comin' back |
| Give a fuck about these hoes unless they bringin' me a bag |
| Call my brother and he slidin', in the club they let the guys in |
| Knowin' that we bangin' got these niggas lookin' sideways |
| We gon' turn this bitch up |
| We gon' turn this bitch out |
| We gon' turn this bitch up |
| We gon' turn this bitch out |
| We gon' turn this bitch up |
| We gon' turn this bitch out |
| We gon' turn this bitch up |
| We gon' turn this bitch out |
| I’ve been on the road, I’ve been tryna chase a bag |
| Gotta stay up on my toes, just for me to make it back |
| 'Cause all my niggas, they be wildin' |
| Pull up and they firin' |
| I don’t do the dissin', nigga I just keep it silent |
| I’m still yellin' free my bros, some ain’t even comin' back |
| Give a fuck about these hoes unless they bringin' me a bag |
| Call my brother and he slidin', in the club they let the guys in |
| Knowin' that we bangin' got these niggas lookin' sideways |