[Chorus]
Pull up with my squad with my gang
Hit another lick on a stain
Beej got the mac at ya brain
Blood on a white tee thats a stain

Rollin' cookies took it to the face
Off a bean feel like I’m in space
Bitch want it all gave a taste
You think those yo friends get betrayed

[Verse]
I don't fuck around with no fakes
Bitch get the fuck out my face
Call up the gang on the way
Choppa wit a scope let it spray

Gotta cut the grass watch for snakes
We gon to whatever it takes
To run up these bands get this cake
I want my neck wet like a lake

Can't get that girl out of my brain
The way that she looks can’t complain
I think that I might go insane
I think that I might be insane

Pull up on a n***a bitch hop out
Don't give up his shit he get stomped out
In the field run it up touch down
Look around careful who you trust now