I’m sipping on purple

You drinking that pink like pepto (aye)

That shit’s abysmal

Took a nigga bitch now she got him in the friendzone (aye)

Whole time I’m in the end zone

Young nigga scoring like he made it home in kickball (aye)

Making hits like stick ball

Bitches wanna kick it wit me just to suck my dick off (aye)

Won’t kiss her but I’ll hit raw

Then I pass her to my team like Chris Paul

When you see me know I ball

Like I was Fetty

All this sauce you’d think I’m part spaghetti

Girls rolling flowers you’d think it’s a wedding

Flow colder than when you go sledding

In February

With a yeti

From the arctic who think heat is scary

You’d prolly agree if you see what bro carry

One shot to yo top yo shit pop like a cherry

We pop out bitches pop up and they staring

We tryna run all these hoes like some errands

I get the pack that shit start disappearing

Niggas is bitches who stay on they per-ids

Damn

That shit was simple as fuck

She think she get shit from me she a cluck

All she can get is this nut

And maybe a side of deez nuts

She definitely ain’t hitting no blunts

And she damn sure ain’t touching no cups

That bitch mad

I do not give a fuck

Chasing bags

Yeah I must run it up

Stacy Adams

These expensive as fuck

That bitch bad

Imma eat her for lunch

But I’m just playing tho

If you can’t date her don’t taste her bro

That’s just the way it go

Chasing bankrolls

I don’t chase no hoes