[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:00.84]Pipe that shit up, TNT
[00:01.95][Pre Chorus]
[00:23.67]***** my fit on point
[00:25.2]***** this whip okay
[00:26.46]Hold on, calm down, YoungBoy
[00:27.99]Make sure I'm straight on stage
[00:29.47]I took the backwards road
[00:31.3]Spent a hundred grand on K's
[00:32.45]Tell the opp 'bout gang
[00:33.95]**** ***** don't throw no shade
[00:35.23][Chorus]
[00:35.54]I left the season, to comeback with a reason
[00:38.93]I ain't say it was easy
[00:40.39]I through them beans in
[00:43.37]My bro sold out, can't see me
[00:44.90]I could've left him bleedin'
[00:47.20][Verse 1]
[00:47.75]Whipped out a Birkin bag and took out fifty, that's a arm
[00:50.65]Hold on, slatt business, let me check the interest for that corner
[00:54.13]I got hats pendin', just for all them youngins that be on 'em
[00:57.14]******* rack city, stack on top of stack, they gon' stone him
[01:00.9]I don't think these niggas want no smoke, we be all with it
[01:03.29]I can't put no ho' before no bro, because they all sneaky
[01:06.16]Out tweakin', late night when we geekin', we stuck on
[01:09.18]I grab the mic, make sure that I'm right just for this crowd see me
[01:12.31][Pre Chorus]
[01:12.61]***** my fit on point
[01:13.61]***** this whip okay
[01:14.94]Hold on, calm down, YoungBoy
[01:16.28]Make sure I'm straight on stage
[01:17.75]I took the backwards road
[01:19.45]Spent a hundred grand on K's
[01:20.99]Tell the opp 'bout gang
[01:22.35]**** ***** don't throw no shade
[01:23.73][Chorus]
[01:24.4]I left the season, to comeback with a reason
[01:27.32]I ain't say it was easy
[01:28.95]I through them beans in
[01:31.86]My bro sold out, can't see me
[01:33.42]I could've left him bleedin'
[01:35.47][Verse 2]
[01:36.33]I just put on up
[01:37.88]He shoot, he scores
[01:39.49]I just needed me a love to keep these hoes in front my door
[01:40.96]I just took my ho' back since gone, nigga, yeah, yeah
[01:45.60]They gon' hate on us until we gone, that what 10 said
[01:48.61]Ain't look at her not once to sing my song, nigga
[01:51.59]Bought her a Rolex, got her a flight back, sent her home, yeah
[01:54.28]She can't get a text back, post my next bitch, turn off the phone, yeah
[01:57.14]Take out your phone to post my neck, bitch, focus on me
[02:00.68][Chorus]
[02:01.51]I left the season, to comeback with a reason
[02:03.70]I ain't say it was easy
[02:05.48]I through them beans in
[02:08.27]My bro sold out, can't see me
[02:09.66]I could've left him bleedin'

Pipe that shit up, TNT
***** my fit on point
***** this whip okay
Hold on, calm down, YoungBoy
Make sure I'm straight on stage
I took the backwards road
Spent a hundred grand on K's
Tell the opp 'bout gang
**** ***** don't throw no shade
I left the season, to comeback with a reason
I ain't say it was easy
I through them beans in
My bro sold out, can't see me
I could've left him bleedin'
Whipped out a Birkin bag and took out fifty, that's a arm
Hold on, slatt business, let me check the interest for that corner
I got hats pendin', just for all them youngins that be on 'em
******* rack city, stack on top of stack, they gon' stone him
I don't think these niggas want no smoke, we be all with it
I can't put no ho' before no bro, because they all sneaky
Out tweakin', late night when we geekin', we stuck on
I grab the mic, make sure that I'm right just for this crowd see me
***** my fit on point
***** this whip okay
Hold on, calm down, YoungBoy
Make sure I'm straight on stage
I took the backwards road
Spent a hundred grand on K's
Tell the opp 'bout gang
**** ***** don't throw no shade
I left the season, to comeback with a reason
I ain't say it was easy
I through them beans in
My bro sold out, can't see me
I could've left him bleedin'
I just put on up
He shoot, he scores
I just needed me a love to keep these hoes in front my door
I just took my ho' back since gone, nigga, yeah, yeah
They gon' hate on us until we gone, that what 10 said
Ain't look at her not once to sing my song, nigga
Bought her a Rolex, got her a flight back, sent her home, yeah
She can't get a text back, post my next bitch, turn off the phone, yeah
Take out your phone to post my neck, bitch, focus on me
I left the season, to comeback with a reason
I ain't say it was easy
I through them beans in
My bro sold out, can't see me
I could've left him bleedin'