[Verse 1: KEY!]

N double A C P

Can't no bitch excite me

I need a Rolex, no [?]

If them people stop me

I call to God for lightning

I'm going hard, and your pockets hurt

I see why you don't like me

I see why you don't

Clico and Rico, I'm all about them C-notes

Your main ho falsetto, falsetto, falsetto

All my work correct though, shout out my connect though

I swear I breathe the best smoke, [?]

Can't cop no weed at Texaco, some of these niggas [?]

I'm a teach them a lesson though, I'm a teach them a lesson though

Pop the bean, pop pop the bean

Eh, pop the bean, pop pop the bean, ho

[Verse 2: Curtis Williams]

I just got a pack, tell my bitch roll it

Tryna stack that paper, to the point where it's not folding

Can't no nigga do it like me, Vodka straight, no chasing

Only after that paper, but them fuck niggas still hating

Two-9 'til that grave dirt, smoked out 'til my chest hurt

Good weed in my Dutch, red box on my T-shirt

Niggas pocket watching, too much to count

That checkered flag waving, when I come around

Yeah

It's waving when I come around

If your bitch ain't at the crib, that mean she came around

Yeah

That mean she came around

And that checkered flag waving, when I come around

Swag