[Verse 1: Reesemoneybagz] You know we got 30's I stay wit my gun no i don't need no help you run up im blastin I hop in a Aston, ride wit myself, we shippin them 30's im grippin my 30 under my belt im whippin that pot like a chef get right or get left like f** it just run up a check [2x] [Verse 2: Reesemoneybagz] Lets run up a check, you run and get wet Giuseppe get hold of yo neck just got a fat check just f** yo b**h and we just met im sorry i bought her neck n***as just mad cause we just flex we treat these lil b**hes like pets no I don't want s** lil baby just gimmie that neck delete her number like my ex b**h I am a beast in the streets wit the heat you want beef .223 will knock you off yo feet don't argue on Insta not talkin on Twitter im pullin the trigger n***a we can meet im rollin up cookies and woods in Cali im smokin on f** donald trump trees I call her lil pookie he slide wit that Uzi you know we got choppers knockin down trees [Verse 1]