[Chorus]
Better be careful what you wish for, n*gga
Young n*gga ride with them sticks on a n*gga
Tissue paper got me sh*tting on n*ggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these n*ggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, n*gga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my n*ggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing
[Verse 1]
Ten traps and they all bumping
Three flip phones, one just for the plug's number
Day shift, Pink Pony
Three snow bunnies and they got they nose running
I'm having them bricks, but I don't touch them
Spiff out of DC, but my n*gga from (?)
Wrap up the brick, went platinum from selling it
I jumped out the Lamb, my kicks incredible
Plug just dropped twenty off, thinking about saying, "f*ck it"
Why would I do that and I make at least a band off of every bag, I don't even touch it
Just got a dirty AK plug from Russia
Cap out them bricks, I ain't have to do nothing
One-and-one Cartier with the VVS custom
Spend the profit from my customers
[Chorus]
Better be careful what you wish for, n*gga
Young n*gga ride with them sticks on a n*gga
Tissue paper got me sh*tting on n*ggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these n*ggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, n*gga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my n*ggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing
[Verse 2]
Selling everything, ain't touching sh*t
Give my n*gga a brick, see what he working with
Give him a little tip
Tell him hit it with the baking soda whip
Can't f*ck with you n*ggas if I know you snitched
If I don't like a n*gga, I'm f*cking his b*tch
Two burners, two pots, two wrists
One hanger, one whisk
You a pee-on n*gga, really worse than p*ss
I'm working out, pushing weight with my wrist
I might be crazy, think I'm worth more than Ludacris
Go check the resume, n*gga, I do this sh*t
Yeah, I do this sh*t
f*ck n*gga, you new to this
Ain't gotta touch it to move a brick
I'm doing what you wish
[Chorus]
Better be careful what you wish for, n*gga
Young n*gga ride with them sticks on a n*gga
Tissue paper got me sh*tting on n*ggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these n*ggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, n*gga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my n*ggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing
Better be careful what you wish for, n*gga
Young n*gga ride with them sticks on a n*gga
Tissue paper got me sh*tting on n*ggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these n*ggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, n*gga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my n*ggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing
[Verse 1]
Ten traps and they all bumping
Three flip phones, one just for the plug's number
Day shift, Pink Pony
Three snow bunnies and they got they nose running
I'm having them bricks, but I don't touch them
Spiff out of DC, but my n*gga from (?)
Wrap up the brick, went platinum from selling it
I jumped out the Lamb, my kicks incredible
Plug just dropped twenty off, thinking about saying, "f*ck it"
Why would I do that and I make at least a band off of every bag, I don't even touch it
Just got a dirty AK plug from Russia
Cap out them bricks, I ain't have to do nothing
One-and-one Cartier with the VVS custom
Spend the profit from my customers
[Chorus]
Better be careful what you wish for, n*gga
Young n*gga ride with them sticks on a n*gga
Tissue paper got me sh*tting on n*ggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these n*ggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, n*gga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my n*ggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing
[Verse 2]
Selling everything, ain't touching sh*t
Give my n*gga a brick, see what he working with
Give him a little tip
Tell him hit it with the baking soda whip
Can't f*ck with you n*ggas if I know you snitched
If I don't like a n*gga, I'm f*cking his b*tch
Two burners, two pots, two wrists
One hanger, one whisk
You a pee-on n*gga, really worse than p*ss
I'm working out, pushing weight with my wrist
I might be crazy, think I'm worth more than Ludacris
Go check the resume, n*gga, I do this sh*t
Yeah, I do this sh*t
f*ck n*gga, you new to this
Ain't gotta touch it to move a brick
I'm doing what you wish
[Chorus]
Better be careful what you wish for, n*gga
Young n*gga ride with them sticks on a n*gga
Tissue paper got me sh*tting on n*ggas
Came from the hood, I got rich on these n*ggas
The plug, don't drop it off
No dub, come get it all
Better hurry up before it be gone tomorrow
A thousand pounds of midget, n*gga, it's tall
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
Drop off the pack, go get the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I drop off the pack, pick up the money
Sell everything, don't touch nothing
I get the bags and my n*ggas come from the country
Bust them down, give my youngin' a onion
Selling everything, ain't touching nothing
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