[Intro]
Step off in the club with my mug on me
Outfit on shine, put my chain on beam
But not up in my pockets so I'm doing the pookie lean
Put yo' hands up in the air, that shit ain't hard as it seems
Now pookie lean, baow
Now pookie lean, baow
Now pookie lean, baow
Now pookie lean, baow
Pookie lean, baow
Now pookie lean, baow
Now pookie lean, baow
Now pookie lean, baow
[Chorus]
[?] .40 Glock when we pop out we puttin' the opps on spot
Is you gon' bust that bitch or not?
Spray the whip, he can't get out
Wa- walk him down, he tried to get away, his shit start runnin' hot
They be laughing and shit but we shot him all up in his face and they [?]
We having shit, thеm niggas ain't got no plays and they ain't caught no bodies
This money on mе look like cabbages, ion think no one can stop it
Had to leave the lil' ho, get a badder bitch
I'm cold, I'm going frosty
I get even you know I ain't doing no postin' when they talking
Hol' up
[Verse]
I ain't stuntin' no niggas hatin', I'm shaking 'em off me
Let them dive in, they can die for trollin', brodie known to [?]
I get money, it feel like I'm chosen, no I'm never stopping
Oh, that's yo' brand new G-lock? Let me hold it, get to walkin'
I was laying low and letting that check grow like a Chia pet
We trailing his ho, now we done found out where he sleeping at
Got a beamer with me right now in the Ghost
He say he feeling bad 'cause he can't celebrate or make no toast, he gon' catch an act
She stuck up in the house, she doin' the most, I'm letting her show her ass
In a Tesla, we can hop out stretch a nigga wit' no gas
I'm payin' extra, make him hop out catch a nigga wit' no mask
Yeah, lil Casey got that switch, fuck if you fast
[Chorus]
[?] .40 Glock when we pop out we puttin' the opps on spot
Is you gon' bust that bitch or not?
Spray the whip, he can't get out
Wa- walk him down, he tried to get away, his shit start runnin' hot
They be laughing and shit but we shot him all up in his face and they [?]
We having shit, them niggas ain't got no plays and they ain't caught no bodies
This money on me look like cabbages, ion think no one can stop it
Had to leave the lil' ho, get a badder bitch
I'm cold, I'm going frosty
I get even you know I ain't doing no postin' when they talking