[Intro]
(brokeboi, what's popping?)
Yeah (Safety off)

[Verse 1: Hazé]
I'm just a young kid in the jungle
Tryna be the king, don't you fumble
Gotta stay humble
All you hard n***as finna crumble
Look at all the racks that I double
Bonnie and Clyde with the duffel
If I'm chasing cheese, full throttle
With no role models
I'm gonna pop at their bottles
M.O.B my motto, like I won the Lotto
Money on my bitch, we could cuddle
Man I ain't frontin'
Never thought this money'd bring me comfort
Never thought this money'd bring me comfort

[Verse 2: Rayne$oul]
Yeah
Feelin' so heartless discarded
My scars are enormously marked with Problems and I need to solve them
Can't figure out my options
Got no playbook for ballin'
Ain't no players to block me
I ain't gale, I am sloppy
And I'm clumsy rotting
As I'm stumbling falling
And I'm gunning my enemies
I'n bloody from robberies
And I'm fading from mockery
I'm placed in debauchery
Disgraced in the harmony
The greatest of the armorys
[Verse 3: $onic]
They say "go" when the light goes green
Million dollar visions, what I dream
Only time I miss I hit the rim
Last second of the matter as I shoot for the win
Nothing is impossible if you believe
Turned the whole booth red
Killer O and R tees
If you're serious, I can pull up my sleeve (Ay)
My sleeve

[Verse 4: Enzo]
She gon' buss it
Like a hooker busy hustling (Busy hustling)
Shit is popping (Shit is po-)
When I dive, I call my sloppy (Slop, slop, slop)
Take it slowly, you finna ride on an OG (On an OG, OG)
Donna Phony, you gon' end up getting lonely

[Verse 5: Ivy Flex]
Higher than a skyscraper
Higher than the sky
Higher than an elevator, escalating
I be moving higher than God's position
(Shit, I'm just capping)
Shit, yeah
Little homie with some baddies on me
I don't know
I'm a man, do what I do
Cup in the sky for those that sip lean
Smoke weed, have fun
We be dying soon
On the verge of death, rapping 'til I'm out of breath
I be moving like a sinner, but I'm Saint Laureant
[Outro: Hazé]
Safety off
Safety off
Safety off
Yeah