Pull up in a Scat, with a scap Hop out the front, I got the team on my back I tried to give her the racks, she got her own She fucked 'round, gave that shit back She said, "I be on the road" I'm on the road, not doin' shows, I'm just trappin' Fucked around, front the whole load That what I mean, when I say, "Y'all get the bag in" Hat, hat, hat, hat, my lil' bro want a hat Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, whole gang screamin' out, "Blatt" Hold on, she, wha', uh, she tryna sit on my lap Let me move over my strap They hit my brother, they know we spinnin' right back Huh, I did this shit for my fans and my mama I feel like Future, I fuck up the commas I know I'ma blow if I stay out the drama They keep tryna cross me, like hands on Wakanda I'm poppin' shit in the one-on-one bomber They ain't got this, I put that on your [?] Nigga, that's my mama, nigga Huh, I'm goin' crazy I'm steady pourin' up lazy, but I'm alert I bet one old nigga play me, whole hood call me the G.O.A.T Bitch, I'm the one, I feel like Tracy McGrady They ain't fuck with me back then Now that I'm on, niggas gotta pay me They ain't fuck with me back then Now that I'm on, that lil' bitch wanna taste me $kutmoney move like the Navy Glock with no safety, I keep that bitch for my safety I made this shit on my own, ain't no nigga That could say that they made me Bitch, I'm the Buffalo Jay-Z I put the rack on my wrist, I beat the block like a... Uh, shit, uh, I beat the block like a baby Pull up in a Scat, with a scap Hop out the front, I got the team on my back I tried to give her the racks, she got her own She fucked 'round, gave that shit back She said, "I be on the road" I'm on the road, not doin' shows, I'm just trappin' Fucked around, front the whole load That what I mean, when I say, "Y'all get the bag in" Hat, hat, hat, hat, my lil' bro want a hat Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, whole gang screamin' out "Blatt" Hold on, she, wha', uh, she tryna sit on my lap Let me move over my strap They hit my brother, they know we spinnin' right back Yeah, he pour up that shit, we spinnin' right back Huh, [?], hop in the car, jump out with MAC Huh, supercharged my motor, big [?] windows on the Scat Escalade pack with them killers, ARP-12 from the back Huh, two, three truck back, walk down and leave Huh, assassinate the President, got tricks all up my sleeve Yeah, big boy, R.I.P. GBK, come blow it like a flute Tired of talkin' to the world, I'm thinkin' 'bout droppin' a nuke Pull up in a Scat, with a scap Hop out the front, I got the team on my back I tried to give her the racks, she got her own She fucked 'round, gave that shit back She said, "I be on the road" I'm on the road, not doin' shows, I'm just trappin' Fucked around, front the whole load That what I mean, when I say, "Y'all get the bag in" Hat, hat, hat, hat, my lil' bro want a hat Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, whole gang screamin' out"Blatt" Hold on, she, wha', uh, she tryna sit on my lap Let me move over my strap They hit my brother, they know we spinnin' right back