[Intro]

(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?)

(Nine9 made it)

Yeah, yeah

Skrrt, yeah

[Verse]

Lately nigga been coppin' shit like shoppin' spree (Yeah)

You ain't talk no money, shit mean none to me, yeah (Yeah)

I don't even want yo' love, just want yo honesty (Yeah)

He try call me out, I'm like, "Okay, that's cool"

I see niggas drop out and go broke, should've stayed in school (Pfft)

Know the whole gang counting, smokin' Déjà Vu (Yeah)

I'm never gon' trust my bitch, hell yeah, she so damn rude

He wan' cop my swag, hell yeah, everything I do

Hе wan'—, he wan' cop my swag, hell yeah, еverything I do (Bitch, let's go)

I get the racks, shit simple

I want the racks, that's it

I gotta watch my back

Niggas that want my head

Demons still in my head

Huh, drug got me MIA

I watch the money counter go

I gotta see this ho

And my whole gang gon' go up

Countin' up green, like Yoda

Draco, all of my soulja's

Drank, spilled that on my jeans

I had to go Cartier

You don't even know what that mean (Go Cartier)

Broke ass nigga, over there

Ho wanna suck my dick, better not use teeth (Better not use teeth)

I just get geeked up, yeah, yeah, yeah, sativa (Yeah, yeah, yeah, sativa)

Bitch keep blowin' my phone like, "6, I need ya"

Smokin' like straight out the bowl, 600 Khalifa

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah

(Bitch keep blowin' my phone like, "6, I need ya")

Yeah, uh-huh