[Intro: Gunna]

(I just told Richie we rich)

[Chorus]

Riding 'round town wit' a F&N

Pocket full of white guys, dead presidents

We gon' spin your block, leave no evidence

Leave no witness

I just scratched your bitch right off my hitlist

[Post-Chorus]

I know you sick, know you mad

Off these Percs, I swear to God, I don't know how to act

Jump in that pussy, jump in that pussy, it wet like a ocean

Bean in my lean

Nigga, try me

[Verse]

He gon' need a gun for me

You can't afford to die

I get off these drugs and I feel like I could touch the sky

I'm drinking on Henny

Broke-ass nigga, boy, you probably still shop at JC Penney

Mama told me I was a star

You still stay wit' your mama wit' no job and no car

Finna sign a deal for a couple commas

I'ma turn around, give that to my mama

[Post-Chorus]

I know you sick, know you mad

Off these Percs, I swear to God, I don't know how to act

Jump in that pussy, jump in that pussy, it wet like a ocean

Bean in my lean

Nigga, try me

[Chorus]

Riding 'round town wit' a F&N

Pocket full of white guys, dead presidents

We gon' spin your block, leave no evidence

Leave no witness

I just scratched your bitch right off my hitlist

[Post-Chorus]

I know you sick, know you mad

Off these Percs, I swear to God, I don't know how to act

Jump in that pussy, jump in that pussy, it wet like a ocean

Bean in my lean

Nigga, try me

[Outro]

(Boy)