The Front

Big body up in the front We look at y'all like nothing but lunch We just kick back, do nothing but stunt If it's a race to get that money, bitch we run to the front Running shit up like the number one athlete You talking shit on the net but don't at me Big body truck, you be dumb think you can pass me And I be beating that cat like Hasby Yeah, and I do what I gotta do Bitch I'm rocking Prada shoes, all this shit I got on new, yeah, uh Bitch we make a lot of moves, treat this shit like bada boom What the fuck they tryna do, yeah I could be rich as fuck, still rock Lattafa perfume I was stuck, down as fuck, so I got up and move Now bitch we up, got a lot of them blues And my gang they went crazy, I'm proud of them too Hold up, brand new fit looking crazy You a damn bitch, why you thinking you can play me I'ma get rich, get a bag like Jay-Z I been through a lot so now not shit phase me Faded at the party now everything look hazy Everything still good, everything still gravy Without you, I think I'm going crazy Everything been changing, this shit just amaze me, uh A lot of people switching, who real still remains to be seen You know how much I paid for these jeans You know how much lil' bro just paid for beans Y'all down bad as fuck, y'all gon' go out like fiends But I don't give a fuck, 40 tucked with my team I hit the mall and I run in Celine I do what I want, bitch I run everything Yeah, it's like these racks coming to me, yeah But you still can't get nothing free, gotta work hoe Think you fucking with me, must be off a damn perc hoe You a motherfucking burger, take yo lil' ass to work hoe I'ma get rich, get the bands off of rapping like Herbo Run up on me, get murked hoe Say you doing shit but you surely not the first hoe Popped out flexin' in a fur coat Put Balenci on my motherfucking shirt hoe I put the team on my motherfucking back bitch Got racks, all I like to do is stack shit Yeah, crazy coupe, I'm loving all the fast whips Anything you want, I don't care, you can have it Go and hit the mall, what you want, you can grab it Brand new G wagon, I done got it right from Brabus I been staking money, that's just my habits Chop it's gon' hit, made the bitch automatic Yeah, yeah Big body up in the front We look at y'all like nothing but lunch We just kick back, do nothing but stunt If it's a race to get that money, bitch we run to the front Running shit up like the number one athlete You talking shit on the net but don't at me Big body truck, you be dumb think you can pass me And I be beating that cat like Hasby