[Intro]

Yeah (Who the fuck is Big Drice?)

What up, Drice?

[Verse]

I ain't smoked a 'Wood and it been all day

Yeah, that's probably why I been cuttin' into niggas

They use that shit against you, that's why I don't really vent to bitches

It's one pocket full, it's all blue, so it's a fifty in it

Cup full of Trishy in it (Yop)

Laptop bag, but I got a blicky in it

Unemployment checks, man, I know you niggas miss them bitches

Throw him a couple dollars, I'm finna humbly shit on niggas, yeah

Two years ago, y'all had it, now that shit is over

Stop hittin' me up about that striker, I already sold it

How the fuck the song unreleased and y'all already know it?

You ain't gotta tell me the bitch a leech, I'm already knowin'

I just wanna fuck the bitch (Yop)

Ridin' around Flint, tryna find a fuck to give

She like, "I don't wanna wake them up," I'm like, "Fuck them kids"

You should already know, so don't ask what kinda truck I'm in (Dumb-ass nigga)

I don't got time to reload this bitch, I'm ridin' with extended

I don't wanna fly back tomorrow, told Tiny to extend it

I can't even rap too long 'cause my lil' bitch be trippin'

I told the bitch I had it typed up, I just forgot to send it

Real gremlin, ridin' 'round with pistols, still got cases pending

Same skinny denims from yesterday, I'm really from the trenches

Switch put a nigga six feet, he should've kept his distance

You'll know you finna catch a B 'cause you'll get the feeling

I'm surfing

I don't got no job, but I been working (Yop)

Two Wock cups got me swerving

Backwoods honey bourbon

Flyin' in the Scat' like it's urgent

Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, I ain't flirtin'

Hundred thousand, bitch, I'm worth it

Fuck a nigga bitch and leave him hurtin'

I ain't even tell you she a squirter

Man, I did that shit on purpose

Blue jeans, but these bitches Purple

We'll jump a nigga like a hurdle

Glocky on me like a girdle

Nigga, I ain't finna play with niggas

Left thirty shots up on his block, that's why the K was empty

Nigga, you'd lose your fucking top, you see what the label sent me

I already had my own knot, so I ain't take a penny

Nigga, I was never broke (At all)

Pass that bitch to me, nigga, I'll never choke

I remember when I was a kid, I said I'd never smoke

Now I'm drivin' back from Cali with like ten, eleven 'bows (Nigga)

[Outro]

It's with an X, nigga

Fxce

(Ayo, Drice)

(Run that shit back)