[Hook]
Started wit' zips now I'm movin' wit' pounds
Ridin' impalas the trunk full of loud
Smoke me a zip and I'm breaking it down
You smoke a zip now it's trapped in the ground

I call my 'migo he front me the pounds
I roll wit' shooters they rollin' wit rounds
I roll wit' shooters they blowin' you down
I roll wit' shooters they blowin' you down

[Verse]

Money in my safe
Money in my face
You ain't gettin' money
All these n***as fake

Yeah I got a plug
He stay out of state
Out of town trappin'
Gotta make my cake

I'm rollin' wit pounds in my trunk
I buy one, the other one front
I'm ballin', I can't even dunk
You snitchin' we tyin' you up
He mad 'cause im fuckin his slut
My n***a go get you some bucks
My n***a go get you some bucks
My n***a go get you some funds

I got fast money, it ain't never slow
In the trap 9-5, n***a rings and the snow (?)
What'chu want, I deliver and I got it for the low
I got junkies on my phone, I got junkies at my door

Pounds and the flow, pounds in my safe
I know 12 lurkin', they be in the way
I be in my lane, makin' major plays
I say fuck the clout, you can keep the fame

[Bridge]
I got fast money, it ain't never slow
In the trap 9-5, n***a rings and the snow (?)
What'chu want I deliver and I got it for the low
I got junkies on my phone I got junkies at my door

[Hook]
Started wit' zips now I'm movin' wit' pounds
Ridin' impalas, the trunk full of loud
Smoke me a zip and I'm breaking it down
You smoke a zip now it's trapped in the ground
I call my 'migo he front me the pounds
I roll wit' shooters they rollin' wit rounds
I roll wit' shooters they blowin' you down
I roll wit' shooters they blowin' you down

[Verse 2]
In the trap, we gon' make it rain
In the trap, we gon' make a shake
Designer shoes, got expensive tastes
Shawty choose, she let me paint her face

Ain't no cuffin', we don't go on date
She a slaughter, flip her like a steak
In the palace, all the soda's fake (?)
In the palace, we don't see the hate

[Hook]
Started wit' zips now I'm movin' wit' pounds
Ridin' impalas, the trunk full of loud
Smoke me a zip and I'm breaking it down
You smoke a zip now it's trapped in the ground

I call my 'migo he front me the pounds
I roll wit' shooters they rollin' wit rounds
I roll wit' shooters they blowin' you down
I roll wit' shooters they blowin' you down