[Verse 1: YFN I was down, shit was Nigga say he got bags, but that shit hot, yeah All we know is lay 'em down, yeah we plot And if in there we gon' go in a nigga's spot Uh, slangin' out that bando, we was for sure My brother workin' that stick, they keep on that door My partner caught a five 'cause he got caught with that pole Got to your mouth shut and play the game how it go, yeah Hustlin', yeah we hustlin' get out of line, hell yeah we gon' bust him Niggas that be behind your back, you can't trust 'em And two words to a nigga, motherfuck 'em, yeah Makin' plays like I'm in the NBA, in and out of Tryna feed my and beat a case My lil got that iron on him, dying to catch a case Sippin' 'round, pourin' nines, fuck a line we need a case, hey
YFN Lucci] Hustlin', every day we Got to the fam so every day we hustlin' Yeah you we hustlin' day we hustlin' Tryna get an M so every day we hustlin', hey out that bando, we was grindin' for sure, yeah Hustlin' day, we tryna get a bankroll, yeah Everytime you see me you I'm tryna get more Got to hustle, stack that paper, that's the way it goes, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Three sixty-five hustlin' means we all year You see this Rolex my wrist, bitch I shine all year I'm the Jugg King so I get man of the year I was up, juggin' out my cell for real Working out that condo, we was jugging for Bust down a thousand pounds, sweep twenty off the floor Still got ninety-seven Acura, with a spot in the floor I'm 'bout these for life just like that boy Shawty Lo (L-O) A lot of niggas jugg but they can't jugg this I got greens and I got all white fish And I don't a ho 'cause I could buy your bitch It take a real nigga to a life like this
[Chorus: YFN Hustlin', day we hustlin' Got to the fam so every day we hustlin' you know we hustlin' Every day we get an M so every day we hustlin', hey yeah Slangin' out that bando, we was grindin' for sure, every day, we tryna get a bankroll, yeah Everytime you see me you I'm tryna get more Got to hustle, stack that paper, that's the way it goes, yeah
[Verse 3: Mill] Trappin' out the bando, thirty extendo Pop the cartridge in like we playin' Put paper on 'em, make them niggas get low Shootin' and they tellin', that's them M-O, ho! Remember nights, where was they plannin' them nights? my nigga, all we had dinner was rice We was just gettin' it Out on corner then they ran up on us 'cause we tryna win win win We catch a new case and get back out of jail and we do it on a baby, that one twenty-five, they feel like McGrady and we let 'em fly Maybe I'm wrong, I pray we kill 'em and we never die Be with some niggas that stand up, they only get down on knees just to pray to Allah We the type [?] of them niggas to spray all them niggas like and go to Dubai You know it's on, nigga we
YFN Lucci] Hustlin', day we hustlin' Got to feed the fam so day we hustlin' you know we hustlin' Every day we Tryna get an M so every day we hustlin', hey Slangin' out bando, we was grindin' for sure, yeah Hustlin' day, we tryna get a bankroll, yeah Everytime you see me you know I'm get more Got to hustle, stack paper, yeah that's the way it goes, yeah