[Verse]

Ay, last week I just got robbed, for like a hundred flat

Got the drop, went down to his spot, got my hundred back

Rappers makin' music off a perk, I'm like, what's up with that?

I don't need a perk, I'm out here rappin' off a honey pack

Rigged up in the- nah, I'll save that for a different day

Anyway, if I get robbed again, I'm bout to get the K

'Cause last time he seen me out in public, tried to get away

I tried to chase him down, but can't keep up

'Cause I got little legs

That's why I don't go down to the spot, I ain't been back since

Ain't no bag chasers, just drug addicts and bad kids

Pulled up to the spot to make a lotto for the crackheads

If Jose pulled a baddie, I'll entertain the fat friend

Shit, like next time, bring a baddie with it

It don't matter if she out of state, tell her she gotta whip it

I don't even really want her number, I just had to get it

Had to act gay on the phone, because her man was trippin'

Damn, it's all bars, baby, no hooks

Actin' out of pocket on the 'gram, he got his hoe took

Posted up on fruity shit, we home watchin' The Notebook

And fuck a booty pic, you need to show me how them toes look

Fuck a booty pic like I don't even like to get those

I'd rather get a bag, I'd rather have it, help me get dough

Stay about my currency and I ain't talkin' crypto

And shorty a little bit taller, I had to kiss her on my tiptoes

Ah, pullin' up like, what's the matter with you?

Said I want a bag, and she just pulled up with a bag of issues

Hit her phone, late at night, I'm lookin' like I'm glad I hit you

Slidin' on the hood rat with hoops on and daddy issues

Ah, actin' good, we know you fuck a lot

Fuck around and kiss her one time, end up with monkey pox

One thing I knew since I was young, I'll never love a bop

Snap-Score was in the hundred thousands, I can't trust a thot

Never in my life

And really, I'm just vibin', homie

If I take a L, I'm bouncin' back, it ain't no cryin', homie

I don't really ever leave the house, I'm in here grindin' only

If I don't find a Asian girl with white toes, I'm dyin' lonely

Grind is on my mind, I ain't got time to ever stop and settle

Dogs up in my corner, I could call them if I got in trouble

Shooters gettin' active even though they lookin' kinda mellow

I'll pull up four deep with a stick like I was Donatello

Damn, ain't got time to play today

And I feel like Cooper Cuppin' runnin' plays off in L.A

I run 50 plays a day, like I might need some Gatorade

And shorty freaky, so I told her, bring me 50 shades of paint (ew)

No security when I'm out, that's what my mans is for

And stick on me, but I don't need it, that's what these hands is for

And now they all just tryin' to ride the wave

Like they need handlebars

I pulled a hammy at the function, that's why I don't dance no more

If streaming doesn't work, I'll probably just scam y'all kids

But it's lookin' up, my pockets saggy like grandma tits

[Outro]

Now I'm about to wait, hold on, turn the camera off quick

'Cause now I'm about to say some shit that

Might get me banned on Twitch