WHERE IT'S AT ? (feat. Sneak Hound)

Say you get money where it sat
And she said that I'm conceded
Because my pocket's full of racks
Said I'm sliding in a BM

But I'm sitting in the BAK
Countin' racks bumping Von
While I'm gripping on a MAC
PLUG tossed me 30 bells

Ain't never paying back
Ran off fed the team
Now all we do is trap
But I know I still owe

So I'm gripping on the MAC
And you know you're bro told
So we labeled them a rat, so we slidin' to his mom's
Then all you here is BLAT

And my youngin' on parole, but I'm clutchin' on a strap
And you can't be jackin Hound chillin' with the hardback
So I'm flyin' with the Ape two jets and a Mac
You can ask about us, fuck around and get clapped

We the same young niggas from the projects with the crack
Same young niggas that'll shoot you, fuck rap
Then I'll fly out to the end, smoke a spliff and take a nap
Yes, sir

And I'm stuck up on the block with a 40 in my pants
And I'm callin' up a Cuban, I need 50 in advance
Said ever since a youngin' been a fan, that's a rant
So I'm wrappin' up the product, then I pass it to my man

Said you can hang around me if you wanna get bands
Just call me Mr. Make It Happen, call me Mr. Take Bandz
Said free, my twin brother got em locked up in a can
I'ma make sure that you eat, I'ma see you when I can

This is a free call from
Your favorite JET, 40 shot
We gon' shoot him in the head, catch a opp
leave his body full of lead

TECH 9 AR, niggas dumpin' at the feds
And you know I'm goin' crazy, I be geekin' off the meds, uhh
I let that thang go, I got that bankroll
I be gettin' to the cheese like Queso

And we up it let it pop, I let that thang go
Toss the lawyer 40 racks until the case closed
Told a free sneak hound til that day go
Whoopty Heavy on that WhooptyLayo

Gettin to the bread, no mayo
Run up in your crib for the peso
Knock a nigga out for the bankroll
Slide with a bitch, got a ass like J-Lo

She gon' suck me up when I say so
Uber to her crib, make her pay though
And I post up on the block like I ain't have a crib
You could catch me outside, cause I gotta feed the kids

You was talkin' on the jack when you could've plead the fifth
You was playin' PS5, I was trappin' on the strip
All I know is hustle, bag it up and take a risk
You was sittin' cryin' broke, I was out there takin risks

I was dreaming bout a bag, I was out there takin' trips
I was feelin' carsick, 20 bricks ina whip
I'm Sayin, man, you can't change
You can put me in a different environment

But you can't change the nigga I am, you heard
I'ma be bullshit
Ima always be bossed up
For a cause, you heard

Everything for a cause, everything for a reason
I'ma be bullshit off
I'ma be home
Dirty ass cell

That's what ten toes look like, man
My boy gon' be home real soon to the mansion, you heard