...they call lil' twin right to the spot, i can’t be seen in the crime scene, whoa
I might pull up with 40 black coupes right up on yo ass...

I move like a ghost, uh
VVS drip, froze, yeah, uh
Shawty gon' ride, let her go, uh
I'm in the skies, don’t need to know
Pull up, drop the top, we on the block stuntin', uh
Racks on racks, I don't ever gotta front, yeah
In the trap with the gang, we still dumpin'
If they run up on me, we gon' get the bussin' (baow)
Double cup full of codeine, I sip it slow, yeah
Diamonds dancin' on me, watch ‘em glow, yeah
I don't need a hit, I make my own wave, though
Sippin’ lean, but I’m still livin' fast, no control, schyeah...