[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, these niggas say, I’ll catch a foul, what do they know?

Just tryna score a point in the end zone

Break their neck, with the Rolex, that two-tone

Mobbin' with a thick bitch, might be a redbone

(Ayy keep cookin' up that dope, Mike!)

[Chorus]

Vibin' with the gang, smoking gas in the coupe

Didn’t ask your opinion, nigga who the fuck are you?

Wearing all white klux, no klu

Had to drop her and she had no clue

[Verse 1]

Big bank, water whippin' like a fish tank

Gas in the Mason and that shit stank

I'm feeling faded but that's okay

At least my conscience won't ruin my day

But I know that the money won't tempt her

But she still be a flake, pepper

I won't chase no bitch, I left her

Haven't talked since last December

Pull up in the coupe, suicide doors

Nah nigga, Imma eat till' I'm full

Feel like I got wings, call me Red Bull

They snakes in the grass, they unfaithful

[Pre-Chorus]

These niggas say, I’ll catch a foul, what do they know?

Just tryna score a point in the end zone (Yeah, yeah)

Break their neck, with the Rolex, that two-tone (Two-tone)

Mobbin' with a thick bitch, might be a redbone (Redbone)

[Chorus]

Vibin' with the gang, smoking gas in the coupe

Didn’t ask your opinion, nigga who the fuck are you?

Wearing all white klux, no klu

Had to drop her and she had no clue

[Verse 2]

Hand on my choppa, I'll turn you to pasta linguini, Yeah okay

Niggas be hostile, I know that they just wanna be me, in my lane

Yeah, I call the shots bitch

Shoot him with an optic

Ratchet and Clank, how I came with the rockets

Feel like Star Fox how I came in the cockpit

Keep all my secrets inside, then I lock it

Run up, you done up, your ass gon' get toast

Like three blunts to the face, I'm comatose

Your bitch come back to my place, I do the most

Yeah, baby girl, slide, give some time to me

Baby girl, hear my voice

Pulling up in a Bugatti or Rolls Royce

Orange matte finish, I feel like the kids choice

Got her fuckin' and suckin', she screamin' my name

All you niggas on lame shit

Me, my gang, we pop out like a new zit

Flexin' guns on the gram, they won't use it

I might beat the pussy up, and abuse it

[Pre-Chorus]

These niggas say, I’ll catch a foul, what do they know?

Just tryna score a point in the end zone

Break their neck, with the Rolex, that two-tone

Mobbin' with a thick bitch, might be a redbone

[Chorus]

Vibin' with the gang, smoking gas in the coupe

Didn’t ask your opinion, nigga who the fuck are you?

Wearing all white klux, no klu

Had to drop her and she had no clue

Vibin' with the gang, smoking gas in the coupe

Didn’t ask your opinion, nigga who the fuck are you?

Wearing all white clux, no clue

Had to drop her and she had no clue