I stand on business, on your business, bitch, you better be (Oh yeah, yeah)

Ah-ah-ah-ah, gotta tie my shoes up (Ah, ah)

I ain't trippin' over shit, I'm nothin' like these losers (Losers)

I was ridin', runnin' wild, a real active shooter

You know I'ma keep a pole, more tools, than a mover

Big old Bentley, I swerve

We made it out the dark with broken hearts, so we purge

It's sad when niggas die, but that's what niggas deserve

My brother told me he don't need love, he need Pеrcs

Swear he spot an opp, he slappеd the car in reverse

So much confusion, I get high, pray I never land

So much confusion, I feel I never understand