What, 60 in the Semi yeah blurry off the Henny
Niggas think I need them i'll get it by myself, only ball with four niggas, four musketeers
Shawty said she like me, I'll put her in Monclair
All I see is f*ck niggas, see them everywhere
Sitting home all alone, thinking if I make it
Kick back in the back, smoking up a blazer
Criss cross, cross him up, feeling like a Laker
I hit the plug, he on the way, he told me see you later
Lil boy can't fight, get rich, get right Never gonna broke again, lil bitch I'm doing fine
High up in the sky again, sparking up a zip again
People talking shit again, looking like some hooligans
Slow up with position I was mixing in the kitchen aye, I was with your girl, she was sucking with commission wait
I just hit the plug, blowing gas, after f*cking eight
She just said how she wanna be with me, no f*cking way
Yeah, 60 in the semi, yeah, yeah, blurry off the Henny