[Verse]

So what? I ain't turnin' a ho bitch up, man, I need to do it right (Squad, squad)

Uh, I just spilled my High Noon, flash me on the Skype (Fee)

Eh, I'm too dry, ugh, I'm tryna do it right

Squad and my scammers, one, two, load it, shoot and fight

Yeah, I said "Where the lyrics, bool? I'm goin' dumb at the mic'"

Uh, never forget how to fight, don't ever forget how to ride on my bike (Uh)

Touch your toes, you might, or I'ma catch 'em seein' some mice

Uh, I'm in the house up high, what else you want? I'm goin' inside

Uh, I'm in the spot with Bryce, we tryna get geeked up all night (Let's go)

I'm tryna geek all night, she on her period, bleedin' on the ice

Uh, scratchin' the head like lice, crisis, crisis, send my mind

Uh, plus sign on my shit, I'll kill you, boy, don't talk to them, bitch (Yeah)

She got flights to the Rich, you knowin' that I done bought me shit

RV Homme, bit', you Barbie, I'm Bob Marley, bit'

Losin' my vision, I'm losin' my health, slickin' my hair back, I need gel

Uh, Chrome on my belt, fuck 'bout you heard, take you off the shelf

Punch your ass up in the mail, it ain't gon' take time for me to tell

I-I-I just hope that the opps get well

Why every time you wanna ring bells?

I just DM'd fatherkels

Dopamine hit, what the fuck?

Dopamine hit, what the fuck?

If you're close to me, then you won't tell

Fuck your jeans, sticks on me

Beans in my pocket, tell on me

Nothin' in this bitch is cheap

Why you tryna leave here? Why you tryna beat?

I'm tryna demonstrate what I mean

I been switched up, guns on me

Criss cross, criss cross, I know you tryna do somethin' that you ain't done before (Ain't done, ain't done, ain't done)

I made somethin' out of nothin', but, you still in here tryna outshine me, though

Yeah, I ain't go to school (Shoo), and I do not think it's cool

Yeah, beep, stu', I got so much mud, son

All she want, the lust, post and then delete, what the fuck?

Post and then deletes, what the fuck?

P-p-post and then delete, what the fuck?

A-Air the whole bitch up, hair clip in my hair, yeah, ah

I air the whole bitch up, but, I can't fold the money, a-air the whole—

T-t-t-trap sold yoda, the trap geekin' and freakin' on me, don't give a fuck

You might not get it, but don't give up

I told you just spliff it, where that blunt?

Puh, pliff it, Red like Clifford

Uh, fall out the sky like a lizard

Uh, I'm at your neck like a gizzard

Yeah, I'm locked in, yeah, like the Rizzler, mm

Me and my boy, I ain't got no friends (Tee), I ain't got no friends

Talk to me nice, talk to you nice, uh, where my wife at?

Uh, I said you my sidekick, uh, it would be cool if you slide back

Yeah, overnight, I'ma get right back (Uh), in the DM's and you type back, yeah, uh, uh

I got shit goin' on (Yeah, uh, uh)

I got shit goin' on (Uh-uh), I got shit goin' on

Talk to me nice, talk to you nice, talk to me nice, talk to you nice

Talk to me nice, talk to you nice, talk to me nice, talk to you nice (Tee)

I ain't got no friends, t-talk to me nice, talk to you nice

Talk to me nice, talk to you nice (Uh), where my wife at?