[Intro: Matti Baybee & Blood Money]
Big cus
What up though?
What up man where you at? I need you to slide on me man
These Guys over here tweakin' with me man
Text me the location
Got you
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: Blood Money]
Look, you can get shot like that (Get shot like that)
Niggas say they wanna kill Almighty (Wanna kill who?)
Big Glo got the Glock in the back (Got the Glock in the back)
Got a 150 pounds of the earth (Got a 150)
Front$treet won't drop in the map (Won't drop in the map)
Bullet holes in the body of your girl (Woah)
She was lackin' where the opps be at (Damn)
61 Indiana totin' jocks (Jocks)
On the block where you catchin' me at (Damn)
Catch you lackin' where you live, at your baby momma crib (Bitch)
And I'ma make a mess in that (Woah)
Glo gang got the rap gang and the chicken wing, nigga we the best in that (Woah)
Niggas singin' on the beat, they ain't drillin' in the streets (Nah)
Nigga who impressed with that? (Who impressed with that?)
Big 44 shell to the face (To the face)
Quavo nem catchin' that (Fuck you)
Do another motherfuckin' show in Chicago (Bitch)
Nigga and I'm blastin' that (I'm blastin' that)
And I'm glo'd all up put the cameras on me (Woah)
Gettin' money with the Mexicans (With the mexicans)
Say I'm glo'd all up put the cameras on me
Gettin' money with the Mexicans
Woah
[Interlude: Blood Money & Matti Baybee]
Gang
Say I'm glo'd all up
Say I'm glo'd all up (Huh, huh)
Say I'm glo'd all up (Huh, ayy)
[Chorus: Matti Baybee]
Ain't no new friends around me
And ain't nobody got more clout
I keep a big bankroll on me
Ain't no thots in my bank account
A couple chains up on me
You ain't gon take 'em from me
Aye
Ain't no new friends around me
And ain't nobody got more clout
I keep a big bankroll on me
Ain't no thots in my bank account
A couple chains up on me
You ain't gon take 'em from me
Aye
Ain't no new friends around me
And ain't nobody got more clout
I keep a big bankroll on me
Ain't no thots in my bank account
A couple chains up on me (Huh)
You ain't gon take 'em from me (You ain't)
Aye, no no
[Verse 2: Matti Baybee]
Ayy, came up from the bottom
And they talkin' they sayin' we a problem
But my hoes see 'em with me, now we mobbin'
20 thousand dollars watches, good timin'
Pray for me swear they need to pray for me
Shorty suck me she couldn't even say nothing
My boys only know one way to make money
And that one way is just to take money yeah
At the end of the day they don't know better
Came up in the streets real goal getters
Tryna dodge the cops and these gold diggers
Ended up a low life but they go bigger, huh
It's my time, I wait for no man
All this ice turned my guy to a snow man
Tryna change my cars, get your own hand
New coupe all white like Rohan
And this girl I'm with want me to take a chance on her
If she keeps talking crazy swear to God I'ma call a man on her
Aye, next hit tryna think of what I didn't do
Finna step in here 'cause what these rappers doing sounds just like what I was finna do
But I'm feeling cool and they feelin' me
IRPC killin' me
They say it's rap or trap, well I disagree
'Cause nowadays rappers get degrees
I'm feeling cool why they feelin' me
IRPC killin' me
They say its rap or trap, well I disagree
'Cause nowadays rappers get degrees
Yeah
[Interlude: Matti Baybee]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, ayy
[Chorus: Matti Baybee]
Ain't no new friends around me
And ain't nobody got more clout
I keep a big bankroll on me
Ain't no thots in my bank account
A couple chains up on me
You ain't gon take 'em from me
Aye
Ain't no new friends around me
And ain't nobody got more clout
I keep a big bankroll on me
Ain't no thots in my bank account
A couple chains up on me
You ain't gon take 'em from me
Aye
Ain't no new friends around me
And ain't nobody got more clout
I keep a big bankroll on me
Ain't no thots in my bank account
A couple chains up on me
You ain't gon take 'em from me
Aye, nono
