Song Description

A hip-hop track with a driving trap beat at approximately 140 BPM, The instrumentation features a prominent 808 bass line, a high-hat heavy drum pattern with occasional snare rolls, and a synth melody that provides a dark, atmospheric backdrop, The vocal performance is a male rapper with a confident, slightly aggressive delivery, utilizing a consistent flow with occasional ad-libs, The song structure is verse-chorus based, with a clear distinction between the more melodic, repetitive chorus and the narrative-driven verses, Production includes reverb on the vocals and a tight mix that emphasizes the low-end frequencies.

Lyrics

Intro

Huh
Huh uhhhh
Huh huh uuuuhhhh
Huh

Verse

I just got back from trying to get me a bag
I've been trying to see a M I ain't playing in them grams
I was really falling off I had to get back on track
I was down to my last night these phones back to back
I can get what I want cause I never ran off
Cc bag on her shoulder I had to take her out of Ross
I'm throwing zatti in the wood every time I'm feeling lost
I'm catching plays in the field moving like I'm Randy Moss
I'm out west picking flavors I ain't worried about no drought
Put some money on the block instead of trying run your mouth
Ain't nobody bout to save you when you see you bout to drown
Everybody want a piece when you built it from the ground
It's my turn watch me work I ain't leaving nothing left
She a bop I'm a boss little baby got me bent
The way I run up all these pros they really hate me by the Rex
All whites on my feet running check after check

Hook

I get money with my dawgs than I split it down the middle
Ain't no getting big with me ima treat em like he lil
If they name dropping us we gone put em in the spital
Aint no going head to head when cause we know you ain't official

Verse

I'm on a run, on a road, on the way to this money
I'm throwing fours in that pop cause I like my drink muddy
It's a quick in and out, better keep that engine running
I guess it played in my favor cause I'm still getting money
I've been really locked in, can't nobody else see
We got them boys seeing stars every time we start to spin
I did it all by my lonely, I ain't scared to take a risk
I know they trying to do the same but they ain't doing like this
Every time I set one up, I'ma up it by a dub
She always getting what she wants cause she ain't dealing with a scrub
I be looking for them headies, I ain't looking for no love
They throwing dirt on your name when you get it out the mud
I don't get what I want, I don't never make a wish
I can get it out the bank, I ain't gotta hit a lick
They can't knock me off the board cause they can't mix how I mix
I know that money about to hit when I feel my palms itch
This a cool bag of ranch, how I'm coming off the drip
I just made up my mind, I'm about to cross it off the list
I just throw it in the stash, then I'm back on that trip
I be low and out the way, trying to stash it till I'm rich

Hook

I get money with my dawgs than I split it down the middle
Ain't no getting big with me ima treat em like he lil
If they name dropping us we gone put em in the spital
Aint no going head to head when cause we know you ain't official

Outro

I get money with my dawgs than I split it down the middle
Ain't no getting big with me ima treat em like he lil
If they name dropping us we gone put em in the spital
Aint no going head to head when cause we know you ain't official