[Intro]

Bitch, I'm smokin’ devil cookies (Comission)

Lil’ nigga, you a rookie

I was juiced up just like [?]

Eatin’ Xans like they was cookies— (Ah!)

Bitch, I'm smokin’ devil cookies

Lil’ nigga, you a rookie

I was juiced up just like [?]

Eatin’ Xans like they was cookies—

Bitch, I'm smokin’ devil cookies

Lil’ nigga, you a rookie

I was juiced up just like [?]

Eatin’ Xans like they was cookies (Ah!)

This bitch, she sayin' she in love with me but I don't trust her fully

She say I'm being hella’ insensitive, I guess I'm just a bully

I’m with my—

H— h— h— Holiday season! (Comission)

Hahahahaha!

S— s— s— sorry

Aye

[Verse]

Bitch, I'm smokin’ devil cookies

Lil’ nigga, you a rookie

I was juiced up just like [?]

Eatin’ Xans like they was cookies

This bitch, she sayin' she in love with me but I don't trust her fully (Hahahahaha!)

She say I'm being hella’ insensitive, I guess I'm just a bully

I'm with my niggas in that Bentley and slidin' to the fuckin’ store

I just smoked like four fuckin’ blunts and now I need to cop some more

These niggas say they finna’ kill me, you could've pulled up to the show

My nigga, we know that you a bitch, you wasn't gonna pull up to the show

You see your opps and you gon' run, I see my opps and I'm like "so?"

You see your opps and you gon' run, I see my opps and I'ma blow

Better start actin’ like he know, if I fuck your bitch better give me kudo’s

Hangin' with your bitch in a fuckin’ two-door

She be kickin' it, I'ma [?] (Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga)