text: Yeah
  Pablo Escobar shit
  Came a long way, Frunny, what it do?
  Gunna Gunna
  I been getting cash all my life
  Stayed down and I earned me some stripes
  300 days, 300 nights, I been doing this shit all my life
  No Donald, but bitch, Im with Trump
  He got the gas and aint talking no skunk
  Got my lil bitch with me from the gump
  She got them things in the trunk
  These niggas flexin like they got it, but they aint
  My lil bitch, she gon ride or die with me, she aint no saint
  My niggas flexin, pouring Lean, they pour straight out the pint
  All of my niggas, they get it in
  All of my niggas, they with it
  Jugging, finessing the city and fuckin these bitches
  I swear to God Im on ganja
  Aint nothin but right there, Im on it
  Pretty lil bitches, they calling and texting me hearts, they saying they horny
  Thousand dollar cologne
  Got them bitches all on me
  Balmains on with a suit and tie, bitch, Im young and important
  Pretty lil bitch with me gorgeous
  And she dont ride nothing but foreigns
  They blowing up my phone, your nigga boring
  Im finna go touring
  Make her start Dallas, then Missouri
  Run up a hundred, Im dripping 
  Me not getting no money, thats delirious
  They gave my boy life, fuck the jury
  Hit hard, move silent, thats the motto
  Running through bands just like I hit the lotto
  Foreign my whip and I change my auto
  Know that its push start
  I got a good heart
  I just play my cards
  The cards I was dealt and I just took this shit and I made this shit large
  I been getting cash all my life
  Stayed down and I earned me some stripes
  300 days, 300 nights, I been doing this shit all my life
  No Donald, but bitch, Im with Trump
  He got the gas and aint talking no skunk
  Got my lil bitch with me from the gump
  She got them things in the trunk
  These niggas flexin like they got it, but they aint
  My lil bitch, she gon ride or die with me, she aint no saint
  My niggas flexin, pouring Lean, they pour straight out the pint
  All of my niggas, they get it in
  All of my niggas, they with it
  Jugging, finessing the city and fuckin these bitches
  Who move that work, sell it by the weight?
  We drinking that Lean out the pint?
  We having them racks like the bank
  I copped the AK in the safe
  Just a young nigga tryna find me some pesos
  Them racks steady runnin a race
  300 days, 300 nights, we in Vegas
  We take this shit cross the nation, Im rockin the latest
  Watch your step, a nigga steppin in Mason
  Bought this kush, a nigga leanin and faded
  Iced the Muller, boy, I think I done made it
  Gunna Gunna, boy, Im so underrated
  Duke and Frunny, bitch, we want us some paper
  We loading clips and shooting shots at you haters
  We the realest nigga you imitators
  Diamond water, bitch, its 40 pointers
  Gunna Gunna keep the 40 on me
  I dont think these bitches really want it
  Marble floor, these bitches tippy-toeing
   Versace sheets, these bitches sleeping on me
   these niggas leasin on it
  Getting moneys all a nigga wanted, all a nigga wanted
  I been getting cash all my life
  Stayed down and I earned me some stripes
  300 days, 300 nights, I been doing this shit all my life
  No Donald, but bitch, Im with Trump
  He got the gas and aint talking no skunk
  Got my lil bitch with me from the gump
  She got them things in the trunk
  These niggas flexin like they got it, but they aint
  My lil bitch, she gon ride or die with me, she aint no saint
  My niggas flexin, pouring Lean, they pour straight out the pint
  All of my niggas, they get it in
  All of my niggas, they with it
  Jugging, finessing the city and fuckin these bitches
  Trap to trailer, we pay the neighbor
  Bring it to your city, I done tipped the waiter
  Nigga send a skirt, you can get it catered
  If you buy enough, Ill drop the wager
  Treat the spot like hot thots, dont stay long, we get in and out
  Everybody got a pistol in here, no Jerry, nigga, this a stack house
  Incense in the driveway, on everything, shit, that loud
  Chola on the counter and the table, took the whole house just to count it down
  Multimillion dollar operation, nigga, you dont run, this our town
  50 flights up, pretty bitch blowing Backwoods serving downtown
   sticks in the and that V12 when we sliding round
  20 on me, take 
  20 more bags sealed in the stash box
  On the highway, fuck the mattlocks
  Scared of that money, scream, Red rock
  You can get rich from right here, lil nigga
  Fuck all that talking bout reaching the top
  I been getting cash all my life
  Stayed down and I earned me some stripes
  300 days, 300 nights, I been doing this shit all my life
  No Donald, but bitch, Im with Trump
  He got the gas and aint talking no skunk
  Got my lil bitch with me from the gump
  She got them things in the trunk
  These niggas flexin like they got it, but they aint
  My lil bitch, she gon ride or die with me, she aint no saint
  My niggas flexin, pouring Lean, they pour straight out the pint
  All of my niggas, they get it in
  All of my niggas, they with it
  Jugging, finessing the city and fuckin these bitches