Lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah, look what happened, yeah We roll 'round the backends, yeah Just look, bitch, I'm cashin, yeah Get blood on your fashion, yeah This ashens to ashens, yeah My pants is saggin', yeah I just got my racks in, yeah This ashens to ashens, yeah [Verse 1] They asked if I care, I said, "Not at all" My opps is dry, man, they gotta fall And I swear that my bitch must be mute 'cause she let the Prada talk Linked in with Yaro in Nevada I fly 'cross the country, do bar-for-bars My bitch is a seven, we chakras And your bitch gettin' back on us (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, we came from the dust, we came from the bottom A strap is a must, you don't wan' start problems If you walk around, keep a Revolver 'Cause that's my number one problem solver, yeah If you gon' walk around, keep you a heater Keep it tucked in in your jeans or wifebeater I pour me some Wockesha, pour me a litre I came in this world so cold, I must've been born in a freezer, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, look what happened, yeah We roll 'round the backends, yeah Just look, bitch, I'm cashin, yeah Get blood on your fashion, yeah This ashens to ashens, yeah My pants is saggin', yeah I just got my racks in, yeah This ashens to ashens, yeah