Tekst piosenki ' huh! ' wykonawcy PmBata

Yuh, ayy
New crib, new whip
Same friends, new fits (huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the mac gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
Got a new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fits (huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (huh)
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the mac gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled (for real)

If I had a dollar for evеry time a motherfucker was doubting mе
I’d probably be billy gates (prolly)
I got all these pictures of men inside of my wallet
Way I'm talking know I'm probably sounding pretty gay (I wish)
Pretty bitches all up in my dm's saying, PM, pretty please pull up on me 'cause I'm in your state (ooh, yuh)
I just hit 'em with a k then put a hunnid on the dash as I'm whippin' down the interstate
Oops, I just popped up
Oops, then I dropped something
Oops, now I eat good
Oops, it's a potluck
Oops, all this Prada
Oops, is a problem
Oops, 'cause I can’t even remember why I bought 'em
Ben ten wrist, diamond head in the watch, ho
Midwest bitch gave me head in the bravo!
More I'm gettin' money, more I wonder where the time go
So I spend the bag till that motherfucker hollow (okay)

New crib, new whip
Same friends, new fits (huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (huh)
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the mac gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
Got a new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fits (huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (huh)
I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the mac gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled

[Verse 2]
Bag keep getting full, cash ain't minimal
I keep spendin' more, but I keep gettin' more
This shit gettin' old, I ain't even want it now
I just bought a fucking chuck e. Cheese and put a hunnid down
(Wow)
Damn, uh, 'cause I still got tokens from when I was ten
I used to run up them muhfuckin' gophers
Now I just run up these muhfuckin' m's (hey)
Get the fuck off of me
There ain't no stopping me
Why my discography look like the dollar tree?
In love with paper, this shit monogamy
I got a c+ in macroeconomy, ayy
45 racks on the muhfuckin' Benz, whore
But I got scammed, I ain't ever bought a Benz before
First whip, e-class, skipped class, got rich
Not in that order but I fucking hate college
(Fuck, okay)

New crib, new whip
Same friends, new fits (huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (huh)
Huh I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the mac gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled
Got a new crib, new whip
Same friends, new fits (huh, yuh)
New phone, who this?
New bank, blue strips (huh)
Huh I just broke the bank, black and blue bills
Tote the thing, the mac gon' shoot to kill
Growing pains, the bag been getting real
Growing pains, my bag keep getting filled