I put the new Forgi's on the G
I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my (bad evil no) got it out the streets
I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin'
I was broke now I'm rich, these (bad no no word) salty