[Intro]
I'm in Saint-Tropez, I had to check wrist
Fifty-five thousand on a necklace, yeah
Shoutout that boy, Post Malone
[Chorus]
We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez
Maybe go or maybe stay
From the trenches where we came
Yeah
We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez
Maybe go or maybe stay
From the trenches where we came
Yeah
We been waiting for this shit
We been slaving for this shit
We been made for this shit
Yeah
We been waiting for this shit
We been slaving for this shit
We been made for this shit
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Still poppin shit with my brodies and еverybody else who know mе
Made this shit by myself, by my lonely
Would not go this hard if it weren't for my woadies
You only fuckin wit me right now, when you see me don't act like we homies
Y'all niggas been fake and I cannot relate, there's apologies that you still owe me
Don't get it confused, got the game by the neck and we tying the noose
Don't play with my niggas, they break and they bruise
I don't see any way how we gon lose
I don't see any way how we gon lose
Addressing the beat, with the vocals we ooze
Spilling the facts with the raps and the truth
Sick in this shit with the rest of my crew
I handle my business, on an incline and I'm still as relentless
Death 'fore dishonor we killin who witness
Second we in this, ain't no way to end this
I cannot hop in, this shit isn't tinted
The way I intended, you could get offended
This shit ain't cap, ain't no use in pretending
Hundred percent, this shit is authentic
Yeah
[Bridge 1]
All my niggas really came up from nothing
All my niggas came up to be something
Can't really be tried on no assumptions
I grew up wanting for nothing
[Chorus]
We tryna pop right up in Saint Tropez
Maybe go or maybe stay
From the trenches where we came, yeah
We tryna pop right up in Saint Tropez
Maybe go or maybe stay
From the trenches where we came, yeah
We been waiting for this shit
We been slaving for this shit
We been made for this shit, yeah
We been waiting for this shit
We been slaving for this shit
We been made for this shit, yeah
[Verse 2]
All this shit really takes patience
But that don't mean to be complacent
No excuses, no time to be wasting
There's a whole lotta bags to chasing
Ain't no time to be stuck on some lame shit
Mind racing, won't stick to the same shit
This is not about chasing no fame shit
If it is then I know that I ain't shit
Problems I had to go deal with myself
Got me all mentally strained and emotionally drained with myself
Tired of waiting, I had to go up and then make it myself
Now I be up in this shit and I'm really tryna gain my wealth
Sit back and watch all these niggas react
Cause they know that I just race to the racks
Switch it up, watch all these niggas attack
Little do they know I got me a strap
Out here poppin' shit
Ain't no stoppin' shit
Ain't no stoppin' shit
Running to the racks, no joggin' shit
[Bridge 2]
Wouldn't put in the work but they want the amenities
They wouldn't invest in this shit when it pops they want the entity
All of these people ain't friends of me
All these people have been all my enemies
Give props to my squad, they ride with the rod when the opps gon' be ending me
(Let's go, let's go)
[Chorus]
We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez
Maybe go or maybe stay
From the trenches where we came
Yeah
We tryna pop right up in Saint-Tropez
Maybe go or maybe stay
From the trenches where we came
Yeah
We been waiting for this shit
We been slaving for this shit
We been made for this shit
Yeah
We been waiting for this shit
We been slaving for this shit
We been made for this shit
Yeah
[Bridge 1]
All my niggas really came up from nothing
All my niggas came up to be something
Can't really be tried on assumptions
I grew up wanting for nothing
