Sprint

[Intro]
Alright, put the money in the bag
Put it in

[Verse]
Pull up on your block with a thirty clip
And I'm shooting from the neck up
Big bank flexed up, me and gang yeah you know that we next up
I'm on the block with
Gang feeling like I'm Biggie and Pac bitch
I got a chopstick
For any opp feel like he want to pop shit
I'm on the block
Grinding hard money all in my pockets
I got the guap on the clock, wasting time I'm a take your watch
Bad chick no flock, flexed up so she give me the mop
Take a pic get cropped, I'm too wavey if you ain't that hot
I hit that bitch with the Ha
You silly bye
Smoking on Phillies, nah
Backwoods in Dubai
Backwood be the gang, in the hood bitch I'm posted with gang
Since a youngan with the samе, never changed up lеtting it bang
Young nigga I used to trap, I ain't going back
Youngang I'm up now
I need a bust down
Used to front now she want me to bust now
I don't hear one sound
From my haters because they all trying to come around
But I was gassing
On that block with the gang still trapping
Somebody called me like what happened, they say on every beat you snapping
Hennessy, Hpnotiq, Incredible Hulk, you know that I'm capping
Big backwood capping, no cap like you niggas be capping
I don't bullshit when I be rapping, niggas be knowing what happened
She go down on the gang, you go down if you fuck with the gang
Pull up on you let it bang, you a stain homie stay in your lane
Pull up in a range, counting bucks I ain't counting no change
Roll up Mary Jane, take a flight got me high as a plane
She want to fuck on my ring, even no sun my shit bling
Skirt skirt switch lanes, candy chrome when I'm talking the paint
Skirt skirt switch lanes, candy chrome when I'm talking the paint
She want to fuck on my ring, even no sun my shit bling

[Outro]
Gang
Yeah, Talking my shit bitch
You already know wassup
Uh huh