[Chorus]

She know what she want, and it's lowkey me

I would've smoked up, but I was way too geeked

I would've smoked up, I was way too geeked

[Verse]

Okay, pull into that show, we went way too deep

Bro just scooped your ho, now she for the team

I just smoke my weed, don't pass me no fake lean

I told broski, "Kick the cup", if he start sippin' that green

I been throwin' [?]

Told her "Don't get close to me", it's not what you need

It-it's not really what you see, it's not really what you think

Hop out, touring, where that K

I ain't tryna' fucking play

I'm tryna' hop out, where that-

I-I said "Fuck what you say", I ain't ask for evidence

My twin know I got my shit in case his shit jam

I ain't tryna' pop it on you, just know that I can

I ain't tryna' stunt up on you, just know that I can

I'mma put that red beam on him, if I get the chance

If he ain't praying, then he running to his mans

The way I'm spraying, this shit need a killcam

And I'll leave your favorite rapper felt like "Damn"

(Ride around, swerve)

Okay, kick it to the curb, cause I'm [?]

I'm not up in a fantasy, or apart of it

On the net tryna' lie about me, it's retarded, bitch

I'm puffing on the spliff, she saying "Sorry" and shit

Yeah, I told you to get the fuck out, I don't even wanna hear shit

(I don't even wanna hear shit)

[Chorus]

She know what she want, and it's lowkey me

I would've smoked up, but I was way too geeked

I would've smoked up, I was way too geeked