[Chorus]
Yeah
I made her take out the phone
I seen her run, shouldn't of checked on the phone
Made it back quick, calculated my loan
I kicked the ho out 'cause I hated my home
I muted that bitch, lemme change the remote
And I stay true to this, ain't no changing the goat

[Verse 1]
Can't let you hit this, boy you gon' [?] float
She tweakin', tryna out my dick in her throat
And she can't even fit that dick in her esophagus
Like Spider-Man how I swung, ain't it marvelous?
Booty is part of the dougie
I don't even to say [?]
The barbadoobey ducopadedoobley (You know that)
I copped a new car because I'm boujee (Yeah)
Took off on this bitch, now I talk to new shoota's

[Refrain]
And I connect food to every song like Young Nudy
I love it, I love it, I love it [?]

[Verse 2]
That pussy was stanky, yeah I told her to Dove it
I slapped that gun outta yo' hand, he on nothin'
I got in her head n***a, mad as fuck, puffin'
I ain't tired of workin' all night, it's sunny
You thought yo' friends was riders, dummy
I took yo' bih, 'cause I was funny
We on a trip, 'cause I got money
Think she love me, 'cause I got cash
Green ass n***a, you look like Shrek
Fi-fiend ass n***a, pump them brakes
Just got a new Glock, tuck it away
I make ground beef out of ya' face
Them boys right on 'em, shit was strange
[?] switch states
Oh-oh
[Bridge]
Them boys right on 'em, shit was strange
They gon' wanna switch states
Many blunts to the face

[Chorus]
Yeah (Yeah, it's dead)
I made her take out the phone
I seen her run, shouldn't of checked on the phone
Made it back quick, calculated my loan
I kicked the ho out 'cause I hated my home
Muted that bitch, lemme change the remote
And I stay true to this, ain't no changing the goat

[Verse 3]
Yeah, put holes in yo shit, you gon' die lil' bro
You broke as fuck n***a, why you tryna cop?
These dirty ass n***a, made me need some soap
You thirty, bitch n***a, how you ain't got a roll?
And for the perky, I'ma lift every stone
Yeah, I'ma lift every stone
I don't turn down smoke, fuck-n***a it's on
I can flip a whole damn countries economy

[Refrain]
And I connect food to every song like Young Nudy
I love it, I love it, I love it [?]
[Verse 4]
I think I might [?], and I'm palmin' this booty
Yeah, she rubbin' the dick for some minutes, she oozin'
She wrappin' her tounge around it I can't summarize
Yes, Yeah I told that bitch to bend down and posterize
Yes, I got me some racks and I'm crackin' a safe
Yes, we square up the cops if they runnin' up
[?] popped [?]
Why I got all these songs? a n***a ain't drop 'em, he coulda' got pape
That's all I really need to say, ayy, ayy, ayy