God sat me down and told me, “Youngin’, you the one”Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I’m from the slumsWhite gold, Presidential, maybe I should runStill get ’em by the ton, sixty-five three times a monthBag, what you doin’? Baggin’, baggin’2020 plan, got me thinkin’ of more than cashI’m a savage (Hoe), savage, savageHeard I fucked her friend, she keep callin’ me a savageShe gon’ suck ’cause she nastyOnce I fucked her I be laughin’ (Fuck off)We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tensBag, what you doin’? Baggin’, baggin’Youngins in the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga robAfter everything I gave how you tell me I ain’t shit?All the money that I made, that was ‘posed to keep us litYou was out here suckin’ dick, I was tryna pay the (Rent)I was tryna pay the, I was tryna pay the rentFree my niggas from 6, if not weed, then it’s a brickAll my youngins takin’ hits, 1500 for a mixShow you to make a ten, I get three brown from a gramI know how to make a dance, twenty-two just for the pantsHo, quit lying bitch you a fan, if it’s you, I want the headI fell back on sellin’ meds, I’m supposed to be with TechsFaced some fire, and the feds ask me, am I DuggAsk God, not at all, four million with all the cashGod sat me down and told me, “Youngin’, you the one”Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I’m from the slumsWhite gold, Presidential, maybe I should runStill get ’em by the ton, sixty-five three times a monthBag, what you doin’? Baggin’, baggin’
2020 plan, got me thinkin’ of more than cashI’m a savage (Hoe), savage, savageHeard I fucked her friend, she keep callin’ me a savageShe gon’ suck ’cause she nastyOnce I fucked her I be laughin’ (Fuck off)We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tensBag, what you doin’? Baggin’, baggin’Youngins in the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga RobProlly do a six, never a five, pour me a fourTell the world get off my dickI get nervous when I get mentionedBro do for a weaker sentence, it could be five, but he too pickyKeep that fire, bitch, don’t get riskyWithout my guys [?]Too many proud fucks, too many bitchesMurder story, I don’t fuck with you niggasYou tryna get fame, fuck ’round, get paintedThrow it up, let nigga know what you claimin’Big 4, Big 4God sat me down and told me, “Youngin’, you the one”Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I’m from the slumsWhite gold, Presidential, maybe I should runStill get ’em by the ton, sixty-five three times a monthBag, what you doin’? Baggin’, baggin’2020 plan, got me thinkin’ of more than cashI’m a savage (Hoe), savage, savageHeard I fucked her friend, she keep callin’ me a savageShe gon’ suck ’cause she nastyOnce I fucked her I be laughin’ (Fuck off)We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tensBag, what you doin’? Baggin’, baggin’
