Ten Thouxan One's
I had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Ain't chase the bag
Now that bag different
Had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Foot on the gas
And I'm smashing it
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I'm plugged in with exotic friends
You don't understand
I'm dealing with some high demands
Shots up like the Taliban
Ain't no majorettes
But you gon' see these bands
Just to see these numbers
Need an Only Fans
Niggas birds too
Now they acting like they know the man
How you hate a player
And watch from the stands
Everything Gucci minus Dapper Dan
Speak it in existence
Manifested off the shit I'm saying
And all this humble shit is out the door
I ain't saying I'm the goat
But I'm just saying I'm a goat
Give respect you get respect
I'm old school that's how it go
Been the same from the jump
That's how I know
So I had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Ain't chase the bag
Now that bag different
Had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Foot on the gas
And I'm smashing it
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I see these niggas sniffing soft
They pushing lines
And I'm like Edward Scissorhands
With cutting ties
Could give a fuck 'bout what you say
Bitch this a vibe
And if it didn't work
Just know I improvised
I'm like Kano with the vision
Red dot will make 'em shine
My nigga drop a pack off at the crib
Like it was Prime
I never had a hand out
'Cus all I knew was grind
But I made it make sense
Me and money coincide
If you scared go inside
I prayed for a sign
Started seeing dollar signs
Took a couple L's
Small things to a giant
I never had to question
Who gon' ride 'cus they gon' ride
And they with it every time
I had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Ain't chase the bag
Now that bag different
Had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Foot on the gas
And I'm smashing it
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
Where we going, where we at with it
Ain't chase the bag
Now that bag different
Had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Foot on the gas
And I'm smashing it
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I'm plugged in with exotic friends
You don't understand
I'm dealing with some high demands
Shots up like the Taliban
Ain't no majorettes
But you gon' see these bands
Just to see these numbers
Need an Only Fans
Niggas birds too
Now they acting like they know the man
How you hate a player
And watch from the stands
Everything Gucci minus Dapper Dan
Speak it in existence
Manifested off the shit I'm saying
And all this humble shit is out the door
I ain't saying I'm the goat
But I'm just saying I'm a goat
Give respect you get respect
I'm old school that's how it go
Been the same from the jump
That's how I know
So I had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Ain't chase the bag
Now that bag different
Had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Foot on the gas
And I'm smashing it
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I see these niggas sniffing soft
They pushing lines
And I'm like Edward Scissorhands
With cutting ties
Could give a fuck 'bout what you say
Bitch this a vibe
And if it didn't work
Just know I improvised
I'm like Kano with the vision
Red dot will make 'em shine
My nigga drop a pack off at the crib
Like it was Prime
I never had a hand out
'Cus all I knew was grind
But I made it make sense
Me and money coincide
If you scared go inside
I prayed for a sign
Started seeing dollar signs
Took a couple L's
Small things to a giant
I never had to question
Who gon' ride 'cus they gon' ride
And they with it every time
I had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Ain't chase the bag
Now that bag different
Had to let 'em know
Where we going, where we at with it
Foot on the gas
And I'm smashing it
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
I had to go and get a big bag
Put some splash on my wrist
Quick dash, whip lash on a bitch
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Writer(s): C.k. Brooks Ii
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