,yeah, yeah, yeah I don't wanna go
Thottie been up in my mind like Geronimo Niggas hatin' all the time, you get chopped up bro
40, I can't tell the time, what the fuck bro
Bitch, I been on my own, okay thottie hit my phone and I said, no way
Been killin' shit, call me Young OJ Fiends hit my phone, want the fuckin' cocaine
Rockstar life, call me fuckin' Cobain thottie to my side and she got no name

Runnin' in the commas, this shit really no game
They like seven, blowin' up, ain't no way thottie hit my phone and she only want the fame
Niggas steadily hatin', niggas snatch up for they chain
40 on a nigga like konan, I'm make it' rain Diamonds steadily dancin' and prancin', I

make em hate
Bitch, I don't want the head I only want the cake
Niggas steadily acting' hard, but I know you fake
Medusa on my belt, but I don't fuck with snakes

Runnin' up the commas like I'm runnin' from the Jakes
When you really winnin, you see all these niggas hate
Bitch, I am a beaner, so I jumped over the gate
Slidin' in that Rari like it's 1998

Sippin wock' with your bitch, on my cock, sellin' rock
Millie Rock, up up on the blocky
Yeah, yeah, up up on the blocky
Thottie wanna hit my phone and tell her, do you copy?

Yeah, niggas try to copy
Bitch, I'm sippin' Maserati