Intro

I'm ready wit hits
Come and get you lick
Quick hits?
Nahh
I grew up on blitz kid
Y'all ready to listen?

Fat chance
Need a fat stack
No way ima let Your greedy hands
Get a grab at

This ain't a grab bag

Tryna take what's mine?
We can step outside

Like cops on the block
Who flock
Just to watch

Im coming in hot

Tip Top,
Top Notch

Ima pop off
Till I get
Caught dog

No way
I'm getting caught dog

What you lackin
I pack it in storage
Your shit is boring

Snoring
Meanwhile
I'm scoring

Extort-in
Explorin

Investments are foreign

Never
Conforming

Time to record

Deez
On the track

Need
Me a bag
Of the green

Got a degree
In being OG

Yep
Youll see

Don't question
Deez

Best believe

I rep AZ

In the west we
Carry
Heat



Credits
Writer(s): Darius Anderson
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