Boy I roll woods, I'm smoking rosewood

Niggas know what's good

I'm so hood, I'm floating over hoods

Niggas know I should

I told you

Versace own those

And I know it bro

I sold you

Right off to Zoe Zoe

And I don't slow it bro

Like no hoe

I'm so cold

Shots to yo Stolo

Ay bro bro

No homo

But these shots for your Domo

Niggas try to move til they couple clips

My trigger riding smooth I might catch a couple hits

Niggas try to talk down throw em in a coffin

Niggas get walked down Brodie do it often

We stop him

We off him

Cuz there ain't no other options

He dropping

And clotting

Cuz they tried to take my off end

Don't play

Do not test me

Don't play

Do not test me

Don't play

Do not test me

Don't play

Do not test me

Forty stacks

Talking bands

I get that money dance

I don't cap

Talking bands

But you get smacked with my hand

Forty stacks

Talking bands

I get that money dance

I don't cap

Talking bands

But you get smacked with my hand

I don't play that shit

Nigga spray that shit

If I want I'll take it down any day that shit

Boy I made that shit

Nigga take that hit

If I want I'll make you frown any way I spit

I got sauce that I drip

I'm the boss of that shit

Niggas off from a spliff

I be posh when I'm lit

Niggas locked with the shits

I don't stop for a miss

She gets on when I wish

Get her drawn to my lift

Boy I roll woods, I'm smoking rosewood

Niggas know what's good

I'm so hood, I'm floating over hoods

Niggas know I should

I told you

Versace own those

And I know it bro

I sold you

Right off to Zoe Zoe

And I don't slow it, bro