[Intro]
Irie! Yeah!
Hol' up, let's go!
Keep dat sh*t playin!
[Chorus 1]
'Sup, b*tch why you actin' up?
You ain't get no money my brother why you actin' up?
Smokin' dang, oh yeah, I'm feelin' like a marathon
I turn your mothaf*ckin' plug walk to a run
'Sup, b*tch why you actin' up?
You ain't get no money my brother why you actin' up?
Smokin' dang, oh yeah, I'm feelin' like a marathon
I turn your mothaf*ckin' plug walk to a run
[Verse 1]
Uhm, yeah yeah
Why you mad b*tch?
I heard you flexin' by the Gram, where your cash b*tch?
I got 200 on my dash, where your whip b*tch?
On the rim b*tch, dunkin' hard b*tch
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
You forgot about me? I'll hit you with the one
Rappin A1, trappin A1
Been on the road too much, i thought i play for Phoenix Suns
You disrespect me times ago and now what happened witcha?
I heard you ignorant to that and want my bro's feature
I bet he do it for the stuff and just to get richer
Because we came from place where you ain't never been, from trenches
I'm stayin' fresh all the time, look at my Nikes
That's one hell of an act, watch me from nosebleeds
I feel like Gucci Mane and I'm so icey
Just film my life 'cause I'ma Malcolm X, you Spike Lee
[Chorus 2]
'Sup, b*tch why you actin' up?
You ain't get no money my brother why you actin' up?
Smokin' dang, oh yeah, I'm feelin' like a marathon
I turn your mothaf*ckin' plug walk to a run
'Sup, b*tch why you actin' up?
You ain't get no money my brother why you actin' up?
Smokin' dang, oh yeah, I'm feelin' like a marathon
I turn your mothaf*ckin' plug walk to a run