I pull up with the gang, yeah, We makin' noise, I'm switching lanes in the Uber, yeah, we boozed up
I pull up, be my team, we shootin', them boys up like blah,
Ride with my gang, uh, I put up with that shot to the bank,
I'm f*ckin' these hoes with the bang, I'm f*ckin' these hoes from the back, she runnin' my dick with a tickety-tack, these niggas be interested so much I can't hang,
They can't hang with me, I be shootin' guns with a beam, I playin' tic-tac-toe on these hoes, yeah, we runnin' the ghost,
We pull up with ghosts, while we f*ckin' this bitch, uh, we f*ckin' this bitch from the back, and now she runnin' my dick like a tag,
Tic-tac, pull up with sticks with the wingspan
Uh, it's a mismatch, caught an opp, he seem like a f*ckin' mishmash,
This nigga so fat, he can't chase me, I just slapped him and waved him, I'm feelin' so wavy, I'm brazy, I'm f*ckin' this bitch, I'm too crazy,
This nigga thought he could stop me, I can't feel my shit I'm banged
I pull up to the bank, runnin' my bag, now we switchin' the lanes, uh,
Catch me, I'm switchin' the lanes, can't chill if you're not with the gang, uh,
She wanna slide on me, but now she all on me, I ain't got no brakes, that's why I'm goin' insane,
Uh Molly Xans,
She a ex-fiend, she f*cked her ex-man, I'm on that X and weed, I feel like X-Men, and I can't go in that bitch if I don't got no racks in hand, and she want my lil' ride
I'm on that roxy, bitch ass nigga can't talk to me, talk too much, you will ice me, look at my wrist, that's icy, look at my cup, that's ice in
Rockstar life like a hot seat, nigga, ain't going on my speed, too fast, this nigga ain't stoppin' me, all them racks, they on me, swervin' in that Masi