[Haloz Chorus]

Hey, yeah, hey She told me to focus on myself

So I made a hundred grand

Bitch wanna take back what they said

Cause I'm the young stunna man

I might be wanting the Lamb or the Porsche

Then I go switch to the Culinan

[Haloz Verse 1]

Catchin you lacking, Heat we be packing

Hundred dollar bills we stacking

Me and your hoe in the room for the night

We ain't talking, you know that we mackin'

After I'm done I go roll me a blunt

When I hit I said damn this shit smacking

Sit back and kick up my feet

While I think to myself how I'm makin' shit happen

How I be makin' shit happen

She tried to hurt me and give a reaction

How she compare to the money

Yeah ain't no discussion that bitch of distraction

I mixed the Louis with Gucci

And Prada and Ricky I'm fuckin' mismatchin'

Talkin' that shit then I'm sending my soldiers

You know they be fuckin' dispatching

Talkin' that shit if you run down on me

Then you know that I'm sending you back

All on my team got it steel like it's Pittsburgh

They ain't never gon' lack

I went and fucked on your bitch

Then I pop me a X and I count up a rack

I been going hard on the paint

I been ballin' like Shaq

They all be hating

They said I won’t make it

They all on my dick for real

Same ones that hating

Be same ones that glazing

And makin' me sick for real

Makin' this money I'm makin' so fast

Yeah I'm makin' it quick for real

My bitch's so bad and her body on 10

Yeah she be so thick for real

She be so thick but she a slut

She be fuckin' to clique

She be fuckin' to team

Yeah she a thot

She is not what she's seen

Go to extreme

Tote a Glock Got a thirty with beam

He talkin' so crazy I'm takin' him out

And I put it on stream

[Haloz Chorus]

Hey, yeah, hey She told me to focus on myself

So I made a hundred grand

Bitch wanna take back what they said

Cause I'm the young stunna man

I might be wanting the Lamb or the Porsche

Then I go switch to the Culinan