Ayy, ayy, Joe Cool throw a touchdown, uh I got six up in this bitch, ayy, uh
Keep it on my hip, uh On this drink, I sip, uh
Got a baddie on my left and on my right hip, uh
What I got up in this bag, you can't ever find it, huh
I just got a bitch, I crucify the pussy, Pontius Pilate, uh
Okay, that nigga talkin' tough I roll this OG in my blunt and then I take a puff
Got a bitch a Gucci sweater, then she got me up, ayy
Grab her head and pull her weave because she like it rough
I'm gon' have to live my life, then I'll f*ck your wife, uh
I ain't do it right the first time, so I did it twice, uh
I ain't even f*ckin' like her, I just did it out of spite, uh
LA to ATL, almost missed my flight, ayy
I'm back right on it like I never left, uh
I got that chopper in my Louis, that bitch on my hip, uh
Try me, then we shoot your clique, hotter than a bitch
Totin' on illegal guns with a f*ckin' switch, uh
Ayy, hold it down, uh
You know all my niggas solid, they gon' hold it down, uh
They won't ever out of pocket, they gon' hold it down, uh
If they ever out of pocket, I'm gon' pull it out my pocket
I might hit you with that rocket, ayy, uh
Got that bitch up on my hip, my life just like a movie
But I promise this real as it gets, ayy
I'ma feel it in my soul and then I dip, uh
Tie my laces up so I will never trip, ayy, ayy