[Intro: twikipedia]

Huh, huh-huh

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Molly from the pack, but she offered 'em

Fuck

[Verse 1: twikipedia]

Bitch, you can't kick it with me

I'm tryna bring the whole city with it

You-you can't count hundreds and fifties with me

Look at they wrist, man, it cost a kit

Look at the shit that they did with us (No-nothing)

Said that he up, but I know that he bluffing

Hit that boy up, but just not for discussion

And I keep the stick like I'm some kind of Rus'

Bitch I got VVS (My chain), open a PDF

Still cannot notice it (Okay), I said, "I'm sorry, man"

Used to count fifties, now he countin' tens

Part of the plan, I'm tryna get me a check when I land

VI-VIP, bitch, you know me

(I do them Percs, but I only want Xans)

Let-let me drop down, 'bout to work on some more

I cannot say that we goin' to war

You tryna see what I got up in storе

If she want it, I give her somе more

They said I'm losing, but look at the score

You cannot hang with us, that's how it go

Not playin' soccer, but scored me a goal

I make more than hits in a row

[Verse 2: heygwuapo]

They be dyin' for the X in my cup

My bitch, she bad, and she wanna fuck

I got a bag 'cause I'm goin' up

You go out sad, you can't run it up

All of these hoes keep tellin' me to slide

Keep doin' drugs, I think I'ma die

Wherever I go, I get my 9

Baby, I love you, so why would you lie?

I'm a lil' fiend, I love to get high

G-G19, know he mad 'cause she like me

My bitch Frozone, too icy

Text no hoes and keep my piece

Yeah, I keep my life

She wanna be my wife, my bitch too damn nice

[Verse 3: twikipedia]

Tell me I'm too nice, and if they switched up, it's alright

I get to the coin like Mario, follow the straight line

I-I-I know your man's outta luck, I'm tryna get me a dub

I don't know what's in the cup, and they goin' down, but I'm up

You're not gonna go up, bitch, 'cause you do the same thing

I could never change, but the shit I wear, you know that change

And if you not my day one, we not cool, you not that range

Can't even trust my bros no more, they switched up, it's strange

But I hop in that bitch regardless, I like to see what I started

Don't need the smoke anymore 'cause it got boring

Don't wanna talk to your bitch if she boring

And you're working too hard, and making nothing

Out of my body at 5 in the morning

Fuck everybody, it's not metaphoric

Bitch, you got nothing to show for, woah

'Cause I already know what I got if it's cold

Put in that work, how you still wear the same clothes?

Not doin' shit, heard that boy is a ho

Said that he genuine, sad he a fraud (Fraud)

Bi-bi-bitch, I'm on go

Handle myself, but I'm back on my mode

I'm movin' past him, the way that I'm supposed