Forgies

(phonk beat kicks in – distorted 808s, heavy sample chopping, rapid-fire flow)

**[INTRO]**

Yeah...

Mustard on the beat, bro...

Watch me flex...

**[HOOK]**

Phonk on the beat, bro

I put the new glass on the low

Trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my homies got it from the streets

I keep a hundred stacks inside my jeans

I remember hitting the mall with the whole crew

Now a homie can't answer calls cause I'm moving

I was waking up getting checks in the morning

I was broke, now I'm rich, they all swarming

All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy

Straight up out the basement, I'm a big king

If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip

I run the racks up with my team, like London and Nip

But I got rich on all these haters, I didn't forget, back

I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that

**[VERSE 2]**

I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back

These bitches know me now 'cause I got them big stacks

'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that

Young homie on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack

Uncle fronted me some P's, had to get them birds back

We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath

Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe

Either you frontin' y'all gang or you're SuWoop

Got a New Orleans bitch, and man, that pussy voodoo

And I'm that homie now, who knew?

**[CHORUS]**

Phonk on the beat, bro

I put the new glass on the low

Trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath

'Cause all my homies got it from the streets

I keep a hundred stacks inside my jeans

I remember hitting the mall with the whole crew

Now a homie can't answer calls cause I'm moving

I was waking up getting checks in the morning

I was broke, now I'm rich, they all swarming

**[OUTRO]**

Flexing...

Or some shit

Loose cheddar.