Light up the gas
And i float off the dodey
Im in the coup with your boo
Thats your shorty
We fuck til the morning
We fuck til the sun up
She swallowed the dick
‘fore pinnin her bun up
I be with the gang
And we keep it one hunnid
We run up we run up we run up
I hit the stage
And i come with the turn up
Red bottom beat
Turn that shit to a murder
I fuck the show up
We ball out at barneys
Im shoppin rodèo
The 40 still on me
I ride wit some money
Ill get witchu shortly
You owe me some paper
He tryna avoid me
N***a you pay me
But n***as be corny
My n***as they bout it
Go shoot up the party
It somethin to stunt n***a
Dont get it started
Swerve out the lot
Then i slide to the fortress
I stand thru the doorway
To fuck on a goddess
Lil mama a rider
I put her in private
The maybach a beast
And it came with a driver
Dont talk to me stupid
Dont care bout no gossip
I bobbin to christian
To smokin exotic
Its all bout the vision
My ho she exotic
Smoke out at the opera
That shit so melodic
Its salmon & codeine
& shrimp on my diet
I hit that bitch raw
Cus that pussy got milage
My drip in designer
I dont need no stylist
Might fly and just fuck on ya ho
At the college
Might cop a new apple watch
And flood it with diamonds
Might fuck on ya ho in dubai
Off of rhymin
Shit i was jus locked up
And gamblin ramen
No me and these n***as
Got nothing in common
Can't beef with these n***as
These n***as they copy me
When im on my bad n***a
No one can stop me
I used to see fiens with the crack
In the lobby
Well n***a i shot at
I wasted a body
Pull up im the 6
And jump out at the function
We came up with sticks
And we wettin the function
We scoop up your bitch
And we went thru the function
That FN will rip thru
Dont trip in the function, forreal

Light up the gas
And i float off the dodey
Im in the coup with your boo
Thats your shorty
We fuck til the morning
We fuck til the sun up
She swallowed the dick
‘fore pinnin her bun up
I be with the gang
And we keep it one hunnid
We run up we run up we run up
I hit the stage
And i come with the turn up
Red bottom beat
Turn that shit to a murder
I fuck the show up
We ball out at barneys
Im shoppin rodèo
The 40 still on me
I ride wit some money
Ill get witchu shortly
You owe me some paper
He tryna avoid me
N***a you pay me
But n***as be corny
My n***as they bout it
Go shoot up the party
It somethin to stunt n***a
Dont get it started