This that 1017 and XO If young Metro don't trust you, I'mma shoot ya You gotta show, you sellin' tickets to your best friends My show be sellin' out in 20 seconds I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention Pop a pill, go to a whole another dimension Takin' Perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression Pay the lawyer, make my boy avoid his sentence He back on road, cashing out and livin' senseless Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah) Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah) Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah) Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah) Call you down and you ignore (yeah) Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah) Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah) Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah) I think I need some help to count all this money yeah I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing (yeah, me too) Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah Huh huh, this that 1017 and XO I call NAV, he in the penthouse smokin' next door So much money, I ain't worry about the next show But I paid a quarter million to see my neck glow I used to sell coke, blow off my metro They was way above before I met Metro I think lil mama got me fucked with the sex bro I like her but I think I'm love with the neck bro Now It's on to the next ho Guwop a dog I need a collar and a mink coat A brainiac, she went to college with the smart folks But I was trappin' in the 6 sellin' hard dope Get a check, run it up Get a check, run it up Get a check, run it up Get a check, run it up Touch me, get touched Drinkin' Act, no Tuss Ever since I got some money You been actin' up Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah) Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah) Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah) Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah) Call you down and you ignore (yeah) Like Gucci Mane, we kick the door (yeah) Buy designer when I'm bored (yeah) Take your main bitch on my tour (yeah) I think I need some help to count all this money yeah I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds yeah I'm just a brown boy that amde something from nothing yeah Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' yeah