Aye, aye APMG shit 420 I ain't never had these problems now People think they know me from the media I'ma calm it down Know I'm stacking guap plus them coins to make my momma proud Niggas do the crime but when it's time they can't hold it down Your main bitch pulling on my belt, I told her it down I know she want the glizzy, give it a hickie, and make them throat sounds Tryna finess your way up on that plug, you hear that yappa sound Smoking on that Gumbo Nine-Two-Nine, I heard you not around Niggas think they scored but when they miss we on that rebound Yeah, we on that rebound Niggas think they scored but when they miss we on that rebound Just like Sonic do the dash and then I spin off Thought I sold him fourteen grams but really I took two off Crucifix a nigga, once you cross me, you get crossed off Off white on my body by any means you get X'd off Bouncer ain't pat me down, so you be dead before this song off So I sip my drink and do the dance, and then I wait off All my niggas moving off the point cause we some Chris Pauls And I send a shooter in a Uber and you be Lyft off Yeah, and all she want is sex, drop a check Roll that cess for that early morning stress Get dipped in drip now I'm fresh for that early morning flex We sip the best came a long way from sitting in the 'jects That's on the set, I'ma push it till we sitting on the jet Watch your step, gotta watch for witches trying to throw a hex Protect your neck, gotta watch for sneaky niggas tryna step We took a bet on who the first to catch them digits on your chest That's why I'm never looking back nigga Turn you into Zaza so you better step back nigga I got plenty patience, God is blessing all the trap niggas Came a long way, now he blessing us with trap figures You niggas tryna drill, I'm just tryna get my stack bigger Running with my wolves, I'm just tryna get my pack richer The more money you touch, the more harder that the problems get Every week I find myself digging up a larger ditch Plot with my conglomerate Tryna find a smarter bitch We put up fifty bands on any opp we got a problem with Better watch your pockets cause them shooters on some monster shit You little niggas steppers and my niggas on some stomping shit Stomp, Stomp