[Chorus: Thelonious Lincoln]

You don't want no heat, my niggas cut throat

Grimy like we came up out the jungle

Funds hoe, Fun hoes

R.I.P my nigga STACK BUNDLES

[Verse 1: Thelonious Lincoln]

2k17 fuck being humble

And thats just the way the cookie crumbles

Crumble, fumble

Off 3 spliffys but i need 1 more

Pullup on yo block we be so brazy with it

Pullup on yo block we in Mercedes with it

Ladies with us, Shades be tinted

And you niggas know i got my yankee fitted

Thelo 3k speeding on the freeway

And yo wifey gave me becky for a cheesesteak

Nah, a chopped cheese, with some broccoli

In a drop v, i ain't sorry

[Chorus: Thelonious Lincoln]

You don't want no heat, my niggas cut throat

Grimy like we came up out the jungle

Funds hoe, Fun hoes

R.I.P my nigga STACK BUNDLES

[Verse 2: Thelonious Lincoln]

And we counting chicken on the low low

While these niggas hype they fucked my old hoes

Niggas so hyoe they fucked my old hoes

Thats a no-no, nigga you a bozo

Coldest nigga out they call me frozone

But my super-suit it be Dior though

Dior though, they see it on the logo

Plus im leaning off this henny got me so gone

Coolest nigga sitting at the cool table

And ill probably turn down a few lables

Cool table, jewel, table, and i fuck that bitch up on that pool table