Bitch, I'm sippin' on this wock , I could never get sick
Yeah, bitch, I'm with my bro, you know we always been up
Yeah, that nigga sent his song, but that shit f*ckin' sucks
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' on your bitch, told me, put it in her
Twin he got a Glock, he shoot you in your shit
Yeah, that bitch not tryna f*ck, so l told that bitch "just dip"
I just scammed a little nigga out his
Motherf*ckin' ricks
Yeah ya bitch, she a fan, and she beggin' for a pic
Bitch, I'm chillin' in the trap, and I'm movin' all these bricks
Bitch, I'm sippin' on this wock, I could never get sick
Yeah, bitch I'm with my bros, and you know we always been up
Yeah, that nigga sent his song, but that shit f*ckin' suck
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' on your bitch, told me put it in her butt
Yeah, bitch, I'm counting green, counting stacks, counting racks
Yeah, Glocky came with a beam, I'ma shoot you with your back
Yeah, Glocky with a Switch, So that shit automatic
Yeah, bitch, I bought a watch and that shit was a Patek
Man, this nigga hella pussy and he don't want the static
Nigga talkin' on the Gram, but he steady f*ckin' cappin'
Yeah, bitch, I got the Glock, hoe I never be lackin'