I put the new Forgi's on the Jeep
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my ****** got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a ***** can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich, these ****** salty