Wat U Mean (Aye, Aye, Aye)

Racks in me like a pinata

Fuck you, blue Balenciagas

Robin Jean with them Foamposites

Hit the club, now my black bottles

Blood is with me, woop-woop-woop

No set trippin', they know I'm crippin', fool

Jesus piece a 10K gold

I'm a fuckin' fool, you better act cool

German Shepherds in my backyard

Trained to kill, I was born to deal

I was on the hill, R.I.P. Tijuana, rest in peace Clifford Deal

My daddy backed out, you done fucked up

Hit the Magic City, pack it out

You hatin' on me, I don't give a fuck

I'm a street ****, you can walk it out

I'm in Pimpburgh with a lotta hoes

Young **** with a bank roll

Scrape the pot, I was in the hood

My mama stayed on Glenwood

Seventeen with a thirty-eight

Don't fuck around and make me thirty-eight

Twenty-four hours, I was tryna get it

I wasn't waitin' on First 48

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Got a family to feed, got a family to feed

They dependin' on me, they dependin' on me

If you don't believe in me

I'm like fuck ya, I'm like fuck ya, (Fuck ya) fuck ya

Thought you believed in me

I thought you had them racks but you got evicted

Heard you had it on you, you penny-pinchin'

Till I pulled up to get it, to get it, get it

Racks on me like a muh'fucka

(Racks on me, got them racks on me)

I was just broke like a muh'fucka

(I was down bad I ain't had shit)

Racks on me like, "Wow"

(Racks on me got, them racks on me)

Fuck **** like, how?

Fuck **** like, how?

How he do that?

Jumped off the porch, I was on the go

Mama couldn't tell me shit, I was trappin' in the fo'

Could you take the pain away, away?

I gotta make a way, a way

For my family, yay

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Aye, aye, aye, aye

Got a family to feed, got a family to feed

They dependin' on me, they dependin' on me

If you don't believe in me

I'm like fuck ya, I'm like fuck ya, fuck ya