[Produced by Ben Billions]

[Intro]

1 am in the morning

I only need bass in my headphones no nothing

Just give me the sample, there we go

On top of my bitches too, I love you all baby

Oh we just batter up

(Verse)

Ah, it’s just me and the sample, I wrote this in pajamas

I wrote this while I’m fucking, think her name is janet

People sleepin on me, fuck you and your standards

Oral head for breakfast, my little bitch perfected

Get that with no protection, I shoot, she intercept it

See sex is our connection, no love is currently present

Just play my corner back, I leave her coming back

Like deion in the game, I’m bringing my cornerback

Browardcounty nigga, I’m worth them 7 figures

So kick o key to pistol and be true to your sister

She says she love the crew, put 4 gz on the coupe

Hurricane sandy, the rollie flooded too

See it’s just me and the sample, no 808 involved

But still I hop on the beat and I murder that bitch

I’m beasting out

Flow is hell on earth, R.I.P to y’all

You know I murder shit, yellow tape involved

That's a true story

Crib 2 stories, know some old homies

Still drinking 40’s, hustle every morning

On that same corner, money the root of evil

Turns them to informants, damn

(Outro)

Life is such a bitch, all my hoes are thick

All my whips are owned, haters suck a dick

Shout out to the sample, shout out to them dancers

Shout out to them exes and this nigga handsome

I be hela styling, foreigns with no mileage

Samples so refreshin, pistol in my possesion

Take your bitch and keep her, I call that repossesion

I’ma pour more ciroc, be back in a second!