Lyrics

Now we tryna tear the club up nigga
Back when it was all black
counting stacks
Thought they always be with ya
(Yeahhhhhhhh)
Now tryna tear the club up, Young
We was getting so much cash
Blowing bags
Thought it never been done
(Yeah!, Lets get it!)
Now we tryna

Back when selling pies could really open eyes
Taking 20 straight to Texas was longest drive
100 deep in Detroit, we was outside
Snowman tee probably look the wrong size
Whole damn club screaming 17.5
BMF billboards what a time to be alive
How that saying go,
the fall come after pride
Playing stupid games, probably win a stupid prize
Tell you how I feel inside
Plush leather seats
wait until you feel inside
Virgil Maybach, I had to pay extra
dodging blue lights, I’m not talking to Alexa
Stirring yoke, I didn’t even need to drive the Tesla
Doing chemistry, I wasn’t no professor
I just pray that the lord protect us
Risking life like you don’t know that coming home is precious
Aye!

Now we tryna tear the club up nigga
Back when it was all black
counting stacks
Thought they always be with ya
(Yeahhhhhhhh)
Now tryna tear the club up, Young
We was getting so much cash
Blowing bags
Thought it never been done
(Yeah!, Lets get it!)

Now we tryna tear the club up nigga
Back when it was all black
counting stacks
Thought they always be with ya
(Yeahhhhhhhh)
Now tryna tear the club up, Young
We was getting so much cash
Blowing bags
Thought it never been done
(Yeah!, Lets get it!)
Now we tryna