Intro:

(Yeah, sipping on this drink, it’s filled with candy

Yeah, shawty wanna fuck me on the plan B

Ahh, I gave all my love out, like I’m Brandi)

(Buzzing out, Pluto)

Chorus:

Yeah, sipping on this drink, it’s filled with candy (yeah)

Yeah, shawty wanna fuck me on the plan B (yeah)

Ahh, I gave all my love out, like I’m Brandi (yeah)

Yeah, bitch I got these stripes like a Yankee (ahh, yeah)

Yeah, sipping on this drinkb it’s filled with candy (yeah)

It’s filled with rock, uh

It’s filled with sprite, yeah

Filled with that wock, uh

Shawty wanna taste, yeah

I’m on my block, uh, niggas wanna test me

Black and white stripes, yeah, no I’m not a referee

Verse 1:

Sippin’ on this drink, it got me trippin’ for real, yeah (yeah)

I just wanna fuck, but shawty trippin’ for real, (uh)

Popping off a xanny, man I’m popping off a pill, yeah

Staying on my grind, tryna count up all these bills

Left wrist, busted (yeah)

Ballin’ like I’m mustard (uh,huh)

Pockets, busting (what?)

Shawty, she lusting (yeah)

Lambo, swerving

Balling, Kyrie Irving (yeah)

Shawty, she flirting

I got opps who lurking (yeah)

I run my block, I’m flexing (ah)

Get cash ASAP, no testing (nah)

Too saucy, euro stepping

Send the addy, we pressin’

I ran it, we moving

We balling, we boofing

I got that shawty grooving (yeah, yeah)

I got that uzi shooting (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I got that uzi shooting

Niggas just talk online, but I don’t really see em’ moving (yeah, uh)

Pull up foreign whip, foreign bitch (yeah)

Everything get foreign when I’m rich, yeah

Uh, Talk to me, i’on listen (yeah)

Yeah, see my choppa boutta glisten (yeah)

Yeah, all this acid got me trippin’, ahh

(Buzzing out, Pluto)

Chorus:

Yeah, sipping on this drink, it’s filled with candy (yeah)

Yeah, shawty wanna fuck me on the plan B (yeah)

Ahh, I gave all my love out, like I’m Brandi (yeah)

Yeah, bitch I got these stripes like a Yankee (ahh, yeah)

Yeah, sipping on this drinkb it’s filled with candy (yeah)

It’s filled with rock, uh

It’s filled with sprite, yeah

Filled with that wock, uh

Shawty wanna taste, yeah

I’m on my block, uh, niggas wanna test me

Black and white stripes, yeah, no I’m not a referee

Verse 2:

Pull up on the gang, boy you know we boutta shoot (yeah)

I got a 30 pointer chain, Arhsiim came in off the zoot (yeah)

Bitch I smoke on Merry Jane, this that OG kush from Snoop (woah)

See, I’m crippin’ up fo’ real, why you screaming out suu whoop? (uh)

I just do it like it’s nike, I got drip down to the toes (yeah)

Yeah she ride me like a bike, baby take off all your clothes

Damn, she fucking like a dyke, but she do it like a pro (yeah)

See my wrist covered in ice, cuz that AP made it froze

Send your bed red, shawty shoot up w the feds

Oh, your baby like a opp thot, you look like a fed, yeah

Riding in this droptop, baby gimme head (yeah)

Pull up on a opp block, I could smoke you dead, yeah (yeah)

Iced out my wrist, and my bitch she from the 6ix, yeah (yeah)

Count up a check, Nike hoodie ‘round my neck (yeah)

Took off her clothes, I think she ready for more, yeah

Smoking on dope, pistol whippin’ with a rope, yeah (uh)