Yeah, uh, I'm in the coupe so fried, uh
I'm in the coupe so tired, uh
Look at my eyes im fried, uh
Look at my bitch, she bad, yeah
Look at my bitch, her ass, (phat) uh
Know we be runnin' the gang, uh
Know we be runnin' the traps, yeah
If he be talkin' real shit, uh
Take his ass off of the map, uh
I'm finna pull up with straps, uh
I'm finna pull up with gyats, uh
I'm finna smoke with that gas, uh
Baby, I'm fried im high, uh
She be a demon she mine, uh
Take her ass up in the sky, uh
Take your ass up to the sky, uh
Hop out the jet so fly, uh
Look at my fit so fly, uh
Rockin' all Ricks, I'm tied up
Rockin' my bitch, I'm tired of
Up in the porsche im tired, yeah
I'm finna get, uh
You know we be runnin' this shit
I got the trap on jumpin', I'm countin' this money
I'm cuttin' my thumb and shit, what
I find a bad, look shawty, I'm finna take her and put that bitch down in ricks
I cant even post these flicks, damn, nigga
Cause my other bitch be watchin
She be in her paper stalkin
Uh-huh, they be watchin
I ain't into too much talkin
Cause my bitches be up stalkin
That's not for you, lil' baby
That's just for my other shawty
They ask why you keep these 40s
I'd rather be safe than sorry
Can't have her postin' stories
Cause this ain't the end of my story
I still got shit to do
I got mouths to f*ckin' feed
I got niggas in the gang
Who still rely on me (yes i do)
I got niggas in the trap
Still sellin' bricks for me
Yeah, uh, I'm in the coupe so fried, uh
I'm in the coupe so tired, uh
Look at my eyes im fried, uh
Look at my bitch, she bad, yeah
Look at my bitch, her ass, (phat) uh
Know we be runnin' the gang, uh
Know we be runnin' the traps, yeah
If he be talkin' real shit, uh
Take his ass off of the map, uh
I'm finna pull up with straps
I'm finna pull up with gas
I'm finna smoke that gas
Smoke that gas, okay
F*ck you mean runnin' a fade
Baby, I'm fried okay