Pouring up pints of that lean
Sipping on syrup and popping a bean
I just be stacking this green
Counting this money, split it with the team
When I pull up to the scene
I take your bitch, but my dick in her spleen
Gucci belt keep up my jeans
I'm getting money, I'm only nineteen
Got more cash than your parents
Boy I'm rich, that's apparent
All these bitches they be staring
You talking shit but I ain't caring
Bitch I'm just keeping it real
Yeah I know how you feel
I be getting all these deals
Yeah
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Going straight up with my woes
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Yeah, straight up
Smoking a pack to the face, aye
Steady just counting my cake, aye
Bitch I don't chill with no fakes, aye
I am the one that they hate, aye
Steady just watching, they jealous, they prey
That I won't make it and I won't get paid
Lurking around in the grass like a snake
Making me nervous just stay in your lane
Smoking a swisher don't help with the pain
Only keep smoking so I can stay sane
Smoking so much, spray the crib up with glade
Smoking so much, spray the crib up with glade, yeah
I just be taking it slow
Counting this dough with my bros
Smoking this dope with my bros
Going straight up with my woes, yeah
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Going straight up with my woes
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Going straight up with my woes
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)
Going straight up with my woes
Going straight up with my woes, yeah (Straight up)