I was f*ckin' rollin', bitch, ok uh
Try me, then it's over, bitch, don't play uh
Pass her to the homies and you know that that's a layup
I feel like I murder shit, okay uh
But you know you won't do shit, no way, yeah
Yea, I finna go straight to the town
You wanna talk shit, going down
She wanna f*ck we going rounds
We gonna smoke gas out the pound
You know I'm fly as shit, like a bird
You know you stink, nigga, like a turd
You know me, and wokk done the work
Pourin' four straight in the syrup
You know imma have to hit him where it hurt
I don't do that talking like my name is Ferb
Your girl on my phone like, wokky, what's the word?
Had to cop me a xan and it mix with the syrup
All this money get earned
This dumb ass nigga getting served
Yo, yo, yo
All this lean my brain is fried
You a bitch around the guys
Pussy nigga, you gon' die
Like fetty wap, shot in his eye
I keep that Glock right on my side
I'm not che, I don't reside
I get my hoes out of Dubai
All my hoes say that I'm fly
You a lame, you beef with hoes
How you talk shit, but you broke
I'm a chef, I whip the stove
F*ck a opp, I keep a pole
Cuffing hoes, that's not my goal
I stay back, I play my role
Come with everything and more
Niggas hopin' that we blow