[Verse]

Yeah, huh yeah

I can't hear myself, think I need some help

(Wait, Han made this?)

I been off these drugs, she wanna give me lip

Say I need some love, she say she don't give a fuck, no

And I'm with the gang, know they gon' keep it tucked

If its smoke wit' us, you know its up its stuck, yeah

I'm not scared of you, if you bleedin' blood, yeah

I'm not scared of you, we gon' knock you down

I can't fuck wit' him, that boy, he a clown

He can't come around yeah, he not elegant

I know some niggas that'll show up and got hella sticks

I could've hit lil' shorty, but my girl gon' have a fit, yeah

My girl gon' have a fit, uh, I'm wit' Kouj and Han

They rockin' Helmut Lang and Rick, yeah

I'm with the whole gang

We whippin' up like this shit grits, yeah

I'm with the whole gang right now

We finna be up as shit, yeah

She keep accusin' me, I can't deal with this

She keep assumin' shit, I can't deal wit' her

I thought she was the one

I thought I was gon' be wit' her

But I'm not feelin' her, I pass her to my bro

I can't even trust these hoes, they be givin' up the dough

But I get fly like bird, yeah, I get fly like crow

I got God wit' me, he keep me high, I'm never low

We don't know you nigga, don't come through that door

Twin might up that pole, twin might up that pole

Say twin might up that pole, yeah, twin might up that pole

Say twin might up that pole, uh, twin might up that pole

Shhh, he gon' let it go, he gon' let it go

And I know some real deal slime

They might wipe yo' nose

And I got that fresh scent, Maison Margiela, yeah huh

Yeah huh, Fireplace to be exact

She smellin' on me, I'm 'bout to hit it from the back

I'm 'bout to hit it from the back

I'm 'bout to hit it from the back

I'm 'bout to hit it from the back

Maison Margiela, huh yeah

She smellin' on me, I'm 'bout to hit it from the back

I'm 'bout to hit it from the

[Outro]

I'm on some shit man, elegant shit

Han on the motherfuckin' beat

Uh huh uh uh uh, huh uh uh, uh