Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, come on, yeah, yeah, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, come on, yeah, yeah, come on
F*ck these bitches they don't know me
Ye look out my G got 30
Riding me just like a pony
Situation getting moany
F*ck her like a dog, yeah
She got zoophilia she f*ckin' with a goaty
It's time to get some money
You could tell by my Rollie
Got a shooter for New York, you know he keep it sturdy
Got a shooter in NYC, but you know we poke niggas
I feel like Vlad, got a sword, yeah, I'm slashing niggas
Popping pillies every day, we live that high life
Work in the lab all day, yeah, we been like Rick and Morty
Your ho wanna be with me, I told control your shorty
I got too many bedroom, bitch, you just got pieces and quarters
F*ck these bitches they don't know me
Ye look out my G got 30
Riding me just like a pony
Situation getting moany
F*ck her like a dog, yeah
She got zoophilia she f*ckin' with a goaty
Yo, big, big, big deal
Pull up in that trackhawk yeah, that bitch go vium
Come up on that money, you don't understand how I feel
I got guns in the bag, man, I stay in the field
Plastic bag for the weed
Climate it be changing, we still selling every season
Walking the club with pockets full of wisdom
Walking the club with pockets full of business
F*ck these bitches they don't know me
Ye look out my G got 30
Riding me just like a pony
Situation getting moany
F*ck her like a dog, yeah
She got zoophilia she f*ckin' with a goaty
Swag, swag
Swag, swag
Sky, swag
Sky, sky, sky
The devil shook her
Say bitch, you gon' do what?
Huh