[Intro]

Yop, huh

[Verse]

She just called my phone so we can make love again

Before I black out on this beat, hold on, let me sip my cup again

If I up my Glock, I hit my shot before that buzzer end

Half a line up in the pop, I guess he got a lil' buzz and shit

Come on, huh, everything I drive is quick

Car drive automatic, but I got static, so I still ride it stick

Got off on a nigga, I ain't take his money, but I still robbed his bitch

You would think we beef with Mike and 'nem 'cause we just dropped a six

Hop out the whip, park that bitch middle of the street like I just had to piss

And I got a roll of paper on me like I just had to shit

Give it thirty-five to forty-five minutes just like that nigga Stanley

The 4-5 weighin' down my pocket, might be a lil' easier just to pants me

And we don't fuck with them Five-seveNs, them bitches don't do no damage

The boys can put me in a classroom, I still won't give 'em no answers

Bitch, huh, I'm gon' get straight D's and F's

Pull up to my crib right now, bro, you gon' see straight V's and 'Cats

Thick shit in my bed right now, bro, you gon' see straight weave and racks

Nigga, I'm just gon' hit your top, so please don't waste no cheese on vests

And if I don't tap your head, it's 'cause it's windy, I'ma hit your neck

She on her knees, but I'm the one still gettin' blessed

Make 'em put up that standard clip soon as I hop out with that Vec'

They know I'm next, they can see that shit like I'm playin' rec

I just play it cool, this shit take a minute like we playin' chess

Yeah, huh, damn, I really made a killin'

Punchlines really made a livin', potion sippin', Fxce a chemist

If you ain't tryna get no money, then sorry, gang, can't take you with me

She said she don't fuck with me like that shit really made a difference

Bitch, huh, I ain't trippin', I ain't pressed

What that cost? I ain't check

Passin' niggas and I ain't sweat

Huh, they like, "He a rookie, he a vet"

They don't know Fxce a threat

While you chasin' bitches, I'm chasin' checks

You know? I swear my Blackwing passin' 'Vettes

Don't buy no green, that's just some rest

I cut her off, she ain't pass the test, huh

I keep dookie on me like Johnny Test

I got six figures on my neck

I just talk shit, all my opps are Crest, you hip?

When I first started off, it was kinda rocky

This shit in my pocket a Manwich roll, it's kinda sloppy

You fake-tough niggas act just like hoes, y'all need to stop it

And you niggas' hoes be gettin' fucked, but I'ma let y'all pop it

Haha, shit, he ain't even hip

Tryna pull the blues up out my pocket, Ben Franklin just did a split

SK got a knife, bro, don't get shanked up by a stick

Fightin' for my life, low-key gettin' spanked up by some Trish

Throwin' racks up in the strip, bring the rake up in our section, this shit a movie

Y'all hang around the rats, y'all just like Goofy

She like when I hug her from the back and grab that coochie

I got green, so I can get you wrapped, who all want sushi?

Come place your order

I'm still movin' down to the A, bro, fuck that case in Georgia

He tryna dick ride his way in, bro, I know fake supporters

Bro, my cup so fuckin' dirty, I think my drank a hoarder

Was gon' stop, but I'ma keep goin'

Was gon' stop, but I'ma keep pourin'

Go inside my closet, the plainest jacket I got is probably Rick Owen

If me and Maar tell you that a bitch goin', then I promise, gang, she goin'

When I was on the M, it was twenty-four hours, bitch, no closin'

You know?