I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the, bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my (n words) got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a (n word) 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 (n words) salty