Let a nigga like me be on top
I'm from them trenches I got that Glock
I'm in the back yea trynna to get cash yea
(tryin to get wet nigga)
Still on the gas yea and I'm finna go off
(I'm finna go off)
Tired of these niggas be talking I'm finna shoot them all
And you got to pay the cost just to be the boss
How the fuck you gone ride with me
Yeh you know I'm sticking up
the cash up in that bag
so you better grab it and you better have that tuck
Got that window down I'm smoking good trees
My heart still in that south but I'm in Cali
I don't wanna leave
Verse
A nigga like me
Yeah I keep my head up when it storming
Time after time these niggas be blowin my phone up saying they warning
Drinking on some good liquor I'm throwed off
Yeh that was my first time
I remember I was that Lil kid
Yeah I was writing my first rhyme
Nigga you trynna be like me
Fuck that shit I'm writing beats
I ain't gotta talk about drip cuz I already dripped up on yo bitch
Fuck that shit we rapping
fuck that shit I want to trap too
I'm just still in the booth
and yeah I want to rap to you
I'm in the back yea trynna to get cash yea
(tryin to get wet nigga)
Still on the gas yea and I'm finna go off
(I'm finna go off)
Tired of these niggas be talking I'm finna shoot them all
And you got to pay the cost just to be the boss
How the fuck you gone ride with me
Yeh you know I'm sticking up
the cash up in that bag
so you better grab it and you better have that tuck
Got that window down I'm smoking good trees
My heart still in that south but I'm in Cali
I don't wanna leave
Dee just call my phone, what you want, Hold Up
Dee what you want, What?
Still in the booth right now , hold up, call me later
I drop my nuts on these niggas
Yeh I'm turning tables
And they call me like a light cuz I flip the switch
I done did a lot of shit as a yungin
Got kicked out of my momma's house
I was running with Oso all in Atlanta
I remember we was in that trap
and we were hungry just like a panther
Cuz I'm a Nigga from the trenches
and you know I'm about what I speak
I'll knock a nigga head off including his meat
Just vest up like a fuckin police
but fuck 12 I ain't worried about them niggas
I keep it real and my hand on the trigger
and that cash still in the back while the police behind me
shut up nigga don't say Nun
Imma still give you that whole thing
Nigga I'll slap you with this mutha fuckn diamond ring
I'm in the back yea trynna to get cash yea
(tryin to get wet nigga)
Still on the gas yea and I'm finna go off
(I'm finna go off)
Tired of these niggas be talking I'm finna shoot them all
And you got to pay the cost just to be the boss
How the fuck you gone ride with me
Yeh you know I'm sticking up
the cash up in that bag
so you better grab it and you better have that tuck
Got that window down I'm smoking good trees
My heart still in that south but I'm in Cali
I don't wanna leave