[Intro]
Turn that bitch up, [?] ([?], this one's too hard)
Whew
Alright
Mm
Ooh ([?] too good)

[Verse]
Slop a chicken, fallin' off the bone, I got them bands out
Walk a n***a down with that big [?], I brought the fan out
Kil-Tec gon' put his ass to sleep, we brought the Xans out
I couldn't even lie, bitch, I don't even look right where my hand out
Got a Cali' plug, he throwin' bows, this shit Ludacris
Little biddy switchy on the stick look like computer chips
Bro ain't got no Ls to drive the bag, but I flew the bitch
Crack open a pint and po' a four, that's from two to six
He always was tough, so we gon' wack him when the courts close
Ballin' like my n***a, I got the Cullinan in sports mode
Black and white, sixes, Forgios look like Oreos
We gon' get him dropped for likе two racks, that's a story post
I be talkin' crack on all these bеats, I got Bobby on it
Bro be always schemin', sold a Glock with a body on it
She be always fienin', suck my dick, I put Molly on it
Pull up, brand new foreigns through the O, I got [?] money
I just brought my shooter brand new park, he be slidin' for me
Count a million cash, I fell asleep like I'm tired of money
Made some extra Ms, [it go in?] somethin', get the Rollie done
Icy punk and pay sixty racks to get the [?] done
Pop a Tesla, this bitch hit like a loaded gun
Speedin' in that Wraith, ain't catch a case 'cause I throw the gun
Skrrt, ooh
I went to Twinkies
Only thing them n***as smoke is reefer, Wiz Khalifa
Huh, Audemar, chippier than Prince, spent the feature, huh
Granny said we need to pray to Jesus 'cause we demons
[Outro]
Uh
'Kay, this shit goin' n***a
Talkin' this shit [?] fuck
[?] can't fuck with me, n***a
Rob [?]
Uh, uh