CAME WITH!

That's all I came with, bags
That's all I came with, racks
That's all I came with, swag
That's all I came with, cash
That's all I came with, huh
That's all I came with
That's all I came with

Crib filled up with smoke this shit ain't vacant
Big bag on me, I can't motherfuckin' lane switch
Back on all my same shit, run the trap, I keep a beam like lasik
Brodie servin' rocks, I'm in the booth, we back to basics
Sending shots straight at your neck, these niggas need to face it

Gave a bitch a check, now all she wanna do is shake it
Got her fuckin' with the lifestyle, now she wanna taste it
Throw this in the stockpile, just so these niggas can't take it
They ain't really touchin' bread, so these hoes gotta fake it

Up in every section, them niggas stay on the waitlist
I've been labbin' since a jit, my nigga, I knew I would make it
Havin' this shit day and night like Cudi, fuck where I started
Get where I'm goin, been on my shit and I never departed

Pushin' the play, gettin' reps and I'm scorin' like Mike in Chicago
Awhzih, he Scottie, I got survivor's remorse like I'm Roddy
Still presidential, pushin' heavy cargo
Groupie bitches, just treat the studio like Mar-a-Lago

Latin ting, wanna hear Despacito wherever I go
She touch my phone, it's Chief Keef Faneto
Out here, they treat me like Jobs on a keynote
I hit bro, he dump the clip, don't need a fuckin' reload

That's all I came with, huh, huh
That's all I came with, bags
That's all I came with, racks
That's all I came with, swag

That's all I came with, cash
That's all I came with