[Intro: Rizzo Codiene]

Yea we gone fuck em up with this one K-Tunes

[Verse: Coli Benz]

Oooo poured up a 4 of that promethazine

They saying they hate me but I'm on they screen

Inhaling the smoke just like I was fiend

Pray for this shit is was more then a dream

Talk to my clan when it’s about cream

This ain't no eagle I Balmain my jeans

Been through the struggle so what if I lean

He ain't gone be talking when he see the beam

Keep it including to keep it low key

She opened her mouth that she fucking with me

Bitch! You know that I’m hot in these streets and you fucked relations

With bitches with me

She picking a pack while she suck on my pickle

I'm so close to cumming might bust on her nipple

We splashing with water ain't no time for ripples

Backend so heavy it making me cripple

Just hit the aquifer, That's where my water at

Balling so hard that I ask where yo starters at

Cougar so fine that I ask where is her daughter at

Pink on the kitty I'm bout to go slaughter that

[Verse 2: Rizzo Codiene]

They told me slow down but bitch I'm going in

Solid till the end never fold never bend

Getting to the money, Smoking counting inna Benz

Heart attack studios baby bring ya friends

I'm tired of these hoes, ain't showing no more love

Started getting to the point where I’m abusing all these drugs

Cops harassing a nigga because he living like a thug

[Verse 3: Coli & Rizzo]

Popped a couple 30s now a nigga going up

Pouring up the drank till my liver giving up

Tryna scare me out my city nigga I ain’t finna leave

Gotta big fucking choppa and it loaded with a beam

Got lil shawty and she tweaking rolling off of these beans

Stars in the ceiling bitch I'm living inna wraith

Just popped a perky finna go and hit space

We don’t really love em but we take em to my place

I don't want the pussy bitch I only want the face

[Verse 4: Rizzo Codiene]

I got my lil partner he toting that ruger

You move around lil boy an I swear he gone do ya

I keep it a hunnid don't ever be fake

I swear you switched up when I got on this cake

[Verse 5: Coli Benz]

Nigga he trapped out the corner

Rocks an this gas ima stoner

Ain't use to friends Ima loner

Pulled inna Beamer but he not the owner