F*ck how you feeling
I'm the only one that's really killing
He say he the shit he gotta be kidding
I'm selling coke to the crack fiend
Gotta keep my strap squeaky clean
F*ck yo bitch in a white tee
Finna hit a lick then smoke some bomb weed
Homies know shit goes down when I whistle
Ion a bitch gimme my pistol
Asked if I'm high I said a little
Always partying at lick n dip parties
Blasting Playboi Carti
She f*ck with me on Bacardi
F*ck Michael Ricardi
Pull up in my Harley
He think he can hit a lick on me
But I hit a lick on him and he a retard
Thinking he can get to me wit no guard
Ran up on me and I left his ass scarred
Ran up on me why he tryna act hard
I hit then left her in a state of disregard
He tryna party but he got debarred
F*ck how you feeling imma party hard
Party wit yo bitch we boutta
Party hard
Party hard
Party hard
Man I'm boutta party hard