Finna, finna drop

Finna, finna go up

Making all these songs yeah I might just fucking blow up

All these pillies up in me I might just fucking throw up

Said I, said I don't really play

Talking bout them K rounds point it at your face

Coppas really come around and we really do the race

It don't matter what you say cause we do it my way

Had to drop that hoe cause she was too fucking basic

You said these aren't two C you said these are asic

You sitting in silence cause you ain't really say shit

Acid trip it got me going feel like im in spaceship

Numbers they keep growing I might do a fucking show now

She keep coming over yeah she really is my hoe now

My bitch she is better

Do what you want I let her

Soft just like a feather

Truey belt its leather

You don't really know me yeah I am from the streets

We upping the score yeah you know that we some beasts

Taking off her pants yeah you know that im gon' feast

Morry talking reckless you is so obese

Yeah we is from Florida we is from the coast

I am bout that freaky shit yeah I suck her toes

What I say it happens cause it really goes

Know that i'm exclusive don't have other hoes

Pop a stick yeah you know that we gon' throw

Acting all so friendly you was just my foe

Me and David yeah we go for the wind

Made me up some K's so you know that I'm gon' spend

They hitting my phone yeah I'm just tryna sleep

Wake up make a song make some money and repeat

She my biggest fan

Wake up make a band

Say you need some fun I'm the plug I'm the man

Sit there just so silent

Pour up on that sprite mixed with Hi-Tech

Making all this money making my check

Putting ice up in my wock it's cold

For my gang wont let down I won't fold