Mustard on the beat, ho I put the new Forgis on the Jeep I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' I was wakin' up, gettin' racks in the morning I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty All these designer ...