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Lyrics

[Intro: 1oneam] —me at Saks?, I've never been to Saks Ayy, go (I…) I've never been to Saks I-I love you [Verse 1: 1oneam] I'm in New York with a bad bitch These niggas hoes, man, they acting Blew me a bag, on some fast shit (Fuck you, nigga) Talk down, boy, you lacking Yeah, Zen got that bag, bitch I'm in that coupe with a bad bitch Been had them racks at the jump Showed her the bag, now that bitch wanna hump Juggin' bro shit for his funds Blew a bag, too much fun Ayy, big hundreds, ain't no ones She say, "lil' Zen, you the one" You want that feat? Boy, you dumb Yeah, I need the bread, no crumbs [Verse 2: Okaymar] I need the bread, no crumbs (That's them? Y'all wanna get shot at, nigga?) And my pockets on fat, like a thumb That boy get no brеad, he a bum I'm in this bitch mouth like Gum I see the fеds, then I'm on the run I'm fucking this ho', boy, that shit fun I wake up, then I run the funds Smoking on gas, fuckin' up my lungs I spend a bag, bitch, I'm at Dover I see a opp boy, then it's over That bitch wanna fuck, told her: «Bend over» Walk in with a chip on my shoulder Walk in with a gun on my hip Fuck around, hit it, then I dip She wanted a bag, I bought her some chips I was in school, bussin' off the scripts [Verse 3: Smokingskul] Bitch, I got a MAC on me in the Big Apple Yeah, hi-tech, not no damn Snapple What? White OG say, "Holy mackerel!" Bitch, I got a dog like a damn Jackal Servin' shit out the 'telly with it Serve him up, then I take it back, cause I'm petty with it Slime you out, then I lie about it, like I'm Melly with it I want the bread, no crumb, bitch What? Lean give me the run, bitch Yeah, we gon' get to the funds, bitch We gon' get to the funds Real ass nigga, I'm 1 of 1 Bitch, my name Smoke, like I'm Carter son We gon' light up that crib, Thomas Edison AR-15 sound like that shit 'sped or some [Outro] Bitch ass nigga