Since a Youngin'

G Phenom Since I was a youngin', I just wanted big bands Matte black foreign car, black tints, all that Homies in the back, maintainin' big stacks Make it back like a tax, swervin' on the dash Try to disrespect, we gon' hop out with macs Haters talkin' shit 'till I pull up from the back Pick the bag off the floor, flockin' out like that Kick yo' shit back, now he drop like his pants Bands on the floor, make a bitch dance real quick I f*ck a thick bitch, make her fuckin' drip, drip She ain't got money, I don't f*ck a broke bitch Only talk to the rich cause the richer get rich No bro code, I'ma pass her to the clique I'm lookin at the stars while she suckin' on my dick I could make a movie, I don't need no scripts Get paid 100k for a minute in this shit People prayin' I fall but they know I do it best I be gettin' to a bag, I be runnin' up a check He gon' end up at the vet if he wanna play fetch Always ride with a stick, I don't worry 'bout threats Still text yo’ ex but he use you for neck Big blues in my bag, I'm already up next I don't f*ck around rats, cuffin' hoes like a fed I don't know about you but I heard you a snitch Since I was a youngin', I just wanted big bands Matte black foreign car, black tints, all that Homies in the back, maintainin' big stacks Make it back like a tax, swervin' on the dash Try to disrespect, we gon' hop out with macs Haters talkin' shit 'till I pull up from the back Pick the bag off the floor, flockin' out like that Kick yo' shit back, now he drop like his pants Money fill my pants, I cannot hold that Flockin' like that, I finesse big bags Where you think I'm at, baby countin' racks Said she wanna f*ck, I don't recall that Hit em right, left, right if he wanna do the act I'm countin' up bands, jenga with the stack You a prop, you a thot, you a bop I never text back cause they buggin' off crack You ain't really shit, nothin' much but a thot Stupid ass hoe thought she was lookin' hot I been ridin through the city in my foreign car My homies hit licks, get money, skrt off I don't start beef, they just really talk a lot Clutchin' on the weapon when they try to pull off Light it up, blocks hot, sellin' shit for 10 a pop F*ck thots, f*ck opps, let my money pop off