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

And now because that's crazy that's hella crazy, bro