I make money that shit ain't changin

I been sick bout to lose my patience

Yall basic

My top flows to this basement

A base hit or home run when I show em somethin cause he had it comin

Its that Amsterdam smoke it out in public

Damn right I love it

Send shots like guns cocked buts its more ciroc to keep the girls buzzin

Woke up bout, four o clock

Smoke some weed and take somethin now I'm ridin around in my tank top

Pants off and im paranoid

Ugh why my face hot

Troll trollin got four onions boutta pull to the safe spot

( Talking )

Bag of fire got the block hot

Like lil Wayne before the Carter dropped

You can make a stop and make your whole day smoke it to your face until you fade away

We bout it bout till the day break at it all night

Not a day late

Sad case when you say weight and I'm comin faster than A virgin date

Y'all run in place to the checkered flag

Im playin checkers while you niggas pass

Say you play the game but its freeze tag

And you stay froze while I skipped class

I'm d-rose wit swollen joints breakin knee caps

And u rick Ross just gettin crossed likea soccer pass

Quarter tank of gas

Just ridin around

My side of town

Like fuck it

Ooooooo

Hell yea it ain't nothin

Bitch