| 4PF shit, ya digg? | 
| Them hot boys with me | 
| Long live Jimmy, wish he was still with me | 
| Swear to god every day I wish lil one was still livin' | 
| Lean fuckin' with my kidney, but I’ma keep on sippin' yeah | 
| Yeah I’ma keep on sippin' | 
| Who the fuck want smoke, nobody | 
| I was fourteen with a bankroll, mask off | 
| Forty on my hip, I lay low | 
| Got some bros that’ll shoot when I say so | 
| They’ll spray a hundred rounds out the draco | 
| Who the fuck want smoke, nobody | 
| I was fourteen with a bankroll, mask off | 
| Forty on my hip, I lay low | 
| Got some bros that’ll shoot when I say so | 
| They’ll spray a hundred rounds out the draco | 
| Fourteen with a bankroll | 
| Only god knows all the shit that I been through | 
| Dead broke when the rent due | 
| I stayed down for the come-up now I’m stunting with my whole crew | 
| Young niggas who with me 'bout whatever, they get cheddar | 
| Boss up on them niggas, I done reached another level | 
| Had some soda and some yola and I put that shit together | 
| Hot boys thuggin', I try to tell 'em do better | 
| I was on the rock gettin' paper | 
| I ain’t have no time for no hater | 
| All these bitches tell me they gon' chase me | 
| I don’t chase it, I’m not a chaser | 
| Who the fuck want smoke, nobody | 
| I was fourteen with a bankroll, mask off | 
| Forty on my hip, I lay low | 
| Got some bros that’ll shoot when I say so | 
| They’ll spray a hundred rounds out the draco | 
| Who the fuck want smoke, nobody | 
| I was fourteen with a bankroll, mask off | 
| Forty on my hip, I lay low | 
| Got some bros that’ll shoot when I say so | 
| They’ll spray a hundred rounds out the draco | 
| Hundred rounds on the draco | 
| Lil D, he gon' shoot when I say so | 
| All I know is real lives but my niggas on go | 
| I’ma stand up on the block like a fuckin' light pole | 
| Wish I would’ve stayed in school but I didn’t | 
| My mama tried to show me the right way but I didn’t listen | 
| But now I’m in the spot, on streets, in the kitchen | 
| And I’m fifteen but I ran up them digits (I ran them digits up) | 
| Dracos like YoungBoy | 
| I’m a young boy | 
| Tommy gun boy | 
| Just for fun boy | 
| Breakin' in cars, we used to rob, it was hard | 
| We used to starve, we came far | 
| Who the fuck want smoke, nobody | 
| I was fourteen with a bankroll, mask off | 
| Forty on my hip, I lay low | 
| Got some bros that’ll shoot when I say so | 
| They’ll spray a hundred rounds out the draco | 
| Who the fuck want smoke, nobody | 
| I was fourteen with a bankroll, mask off | 
| Forty on my hip, I lay low | 
| Got some bros that’ll shoot when I say so | 
| They’ll spray a hundred rounds out the draco | 
| Dracos | 
| Dracos, dracos, dracos | 
| Stendos, stendos, stendos | 
| Dracos, dracos, dracos | 
| Stendos, stendos, stendos | 
| And we throwin' up them fours | 
| And we pourin' up them fours | 
| Screamin' free all of the bros | 
| Yeah yeah yeah |