Lyrics

The prices go up and down
The money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta go grab some more
I pull up in kayton homes
On one of my ratchet whores
I got that bitch eatin good
I told her to pass the fork aye
The prices go up and down
the money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta go grab some more
I pull up in kayton homes
On one of my ratchet whores
I got that bitch eatin good
I told her to pass the fork aye

I'm wearin my mask at court
Im ridin I smash the sport
He got like a torch on the fourth
Who told him the bag was short
I seventy five cruising the right lane
Can't bother my boo she got migraines
Might pull up in Cali the time change
Girl ion be playin no mind games
D o double g hoe I be breaking bread Wit my people
And I got enough bread to buy a kilo
But I'llget a brick on the face deebo
Yea nigga run that shit back y'all slow Niggas ain't peep though
I just said a brick on the face deebo
Empty the clip out and then reload
He bought one need three mo ima Make sho I put a play together
Trap hard enough get paid forever
It's a cold world betta take a sweater
When you call my phone get an 8th or Better Might not be on time cuz ion Make the schedule Just a young nigga Who be pulling strings and get to Pushin it like salt and peppa
They ask me why i don't be in the Hood cuz bitch I'm touring in another City
Bitch said she got a better nigga and I Said you sure this nigga fuckin with Me
Play spent a lil buck this time but he Usually spend a hundred fifty
And I'm chillin at the top right now But I got it down out the nitty gritty

The prices go up and down
the money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta go grab some more
I pull up in kayton homes
On one of my ratchet whores
I got that bitch eatin good
I told her to pass the fork aye
The prices go up and down
The money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta go grab some more
I pull up in kayton homes
On one of my ratchet whores
I got that bitch eatin good
I told her to pass the fork aye

I swerve the left lane
I'm blowin the best Jane
I'm coughing too hard I'm beatin my Chest mane
Pull up on the next play
I see through the fake I cut on the X Rays
I'm watchin the rear view
Bust open the bag I thought it was Mildew
I'm slangin them pills too
I looked at them hundreds them Bitches real blue
And I'm goin real dumb
Deez niggas be talkin I really don't Hear nun
I'm eatin like pilgrims
Aye plug in the vacuum cuz I'm finna Seal sum
Some people be broke
Aye you betta watch em that nigga Might steal sum
I carry concealed guns
Don't label me nothin other than a real One I'm the truth dog goin 2 hard err Damn beat
Self made can't stamp me I'm neck Steppin like a stampede
Drippin water no canteen
I done broke my scale gotta handfeed
Like the snowman ya can't ban me
Got a plan A and a plan b
Pull up in the projects droppin bags off To my bitch nigga do you
Cuz ima do my shit I'm too legit they Watch like Hulu
And my girl from the burbs but she Like hood niggas like new new
Bust that bag open and that bitch smell Like doo doo

The prices go up and down
the money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta go grab some more
I pull up in kayton homes
On one of my ratchet whores
I got that bitch eatin good
I told her to pass the fork aye
The prices go up and down
The money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta go grab some more
I pull up in kayton homes
On one of my ratchet whores
I got that bitch eatin good
I told her to pass the fork aye