[Intro]
(You think you know me)
(This is a certified hood classic)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Whole house smell like Backwoods)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Wake up hearing trap music)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Make money, can't fall in love)
[Chorus]
And the whole house smell like Backwoods
Wake up hearing trap music
Make money, can't fall in love
That's just how you gotta do it
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, if it ain't about the guap, can you do it?
Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa
Seeing Chrome Hearts in my dreams getting lucid
Wearing shades in the dark 'cause I'm stuck on Pluto (Okay)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just gotta keep moving
Bitch, I'm Neo in the Matrix and I rule it
Got a big bankroll full of blue strips
I just let 'em copy, I can't teach 'em how to do this
Yeah, big black .45, call it Rufus
And I really kick it with my slime 'cause he ruthless
Pull up in a 'Rari and the bitch really roof-less
Busy talking to the B's, call that nigga Doctor Dolittle
Yes, I'm Lonely, baby, know I cannot do little
If the bitch bad I'ma take her to the Ruth Chris
I just hit your bitch and got her wet just like a pool did
F&N light and you know I got the flu tips
[Chorus]
And the whole house smell like Backwoods
Wake up hearing trap music
Make money, can't fall in love
That's just how you gotta do it
[Post-Chorus]
If it ain't about the guap, don't do it
Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa
Seeing Chrome Hearts in my dreams getting lucid
Wearing shades in the dark 'cause I'm stuck on Pluto
[Verse 2]
Blinking in the mirror off a molly
Hitting up my phone, can you please stop calling?
I just caught a vibe in your eyes now I'm falling
Yeah, I'm a real big dawg, shot-calling
Come and take a flight with a real deal martian
Love her in the night, but the morning, it's a dollar
Bitch, I'm fire-flying, they convicted me for arson
I get everything I like 'cause the money not a problem
I be floating through the sky like a diver, yeah
Say you getting high but I know I'm getting higher
Sand on my tongue got me rolling like a tire
Gas fill my lungs, got me really feeling tired
[Chorus]
And the whole house smell like Backwoods
Wake up hearing trap music
Make money, can't fall in love
That's just how you gotta do it
[Outro]
If it ain't about the guap, don't do it (Yeah)
Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)