Preme on body please dont try me wit the fake shit
Box on my tee easy target you aint spray shit
Stars on my shoes bling eyes these bape kicks
Got your bitch and her best friend to get naked

Knocking on the door dont stop i let this k rip
Bitch you had a plan the whole time you aint say shit
Cant fuck these bummy hoes they tryna play bill
Got the bread cash or card but wont pay bills

Im in these straight hills slidin in the scat pack
Had bad day in the wall had to crash that
Ever had homie drop yo low really fagged bad
Had the chop sittin in the whip had tha bag that

Muslim tho all my homies coming outta baghdad
Told her ass shut up and sit down with her bad ass
Throw them blues all up in the air if that ass clap
Got the drake hittin high notes yellin back back

We aint trippin over no funk bitch we slide deep
Couldnt really see up in the whip but we slide ski
Im on the top the mountin im hittin high speeds
He think he joking around so drop nees

Buddy knew my name that dont really mean i drop fees
All this fanning around this shits beyond me
They caught taste of this glock they think they on me
They think bro was around nah it was all me