Sliding through the streets like I'm sledding
Tryna drop these bands to my mama like a present
Money on my mind lil homie never stressing
Pockets overloaded yea da hustle neva question
Green beans on my plate yea I'm tryna eat
Got that Money on my mind no time for defeat
Hustle in my blood you can't grind like me
Youngin' in these streets no rat gon get my cheese
Fred Flintstone with the feet I don't need yo gas
Designer on me I don't need them tags
Sliding like skis I move to fast
All about chips on me Doritos bags
No hand me downs yea I was an only child
I was chillin in my room for a lil while
Then I had a vision, my music career was going wild
I had lotta drip and my fits was in style (YEE)
Sliding through the streets like I'm sledding
Tryna drop these bands to my mama like a present
Money on my mind lil homie never stressing
Pockets overloaded yea da hustle neva question
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Sliding through the streets like I'm sledding
Tryna drop these bands to my mama like a present
Money on my mind lil homie never stressing
Pockets overloaded yea da hustle neva question
Green beans on my plate yea I'm tryna eat
Got that Money on my mind no time for defeat
Hustle in my blood you can't grind like me
Youngin' in these streets no rat gon get my cheese
Fred Flintstone with the feet I don't need yo gas
Designer on me I don't need them tags
Sliding like skis I move to fast
All about chips on me Doritos bags
No hand me downs yea I was an only child
I was chillin in my room for a lil while
Then I had a vision, my music career was going wild
I had lotta drip and my fits was in style (YEE)
Sliding through the streets like I'm sledding
Tryna drop these bands to my mama like a present
Money on my mind lil homie never stressing
Pockets overloaded yea da hustle neva question
Tryna drop these bands to my mama like a present
Money on my mind lil homie never stressing
Pockets overloaded yea da hustle neva question
Green beans on my plate yea I'm tryna eat
Got that Money on my mind no time for defeat
Hustle in my blood you can't grind like me
Youngin' in these streets no rat gon get my cheese
Fred Flintstone with the feet I don't need yo gas
Designer on me I don't need them tags
Sliding like skis I move to fast
All about chips on me Doritos bags
No hand me downs yea I was an only child
I was chillin in my room for a lil while
Then I had a vision, my music career was going wild
I had lotta drip and my fits was in style (YEE)
Sliding through the streets like I'm sledding
Tryna drop these bands to my mama like a present
Money on my mind lil homie never stressing
Pockets overloaded yea da hustle neva question
Writer: Erika orter, Rodney Mitchell III
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