Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, woah
Up up in the club, we geekin', we geek all night
Might put yo shawty in the spot light, she feel alright
I'm poppin' oxy, poppin' benzo, shit feel alright

But I ain't alright, no, no, I ain't alright
I ain't with the faking shit, no i get high like all night
Destined for the greatness bitch, we shootin' for the spotlight

Yeah, I geek up and I get froze, got yo bitch wanna paint my toes

Got lots of exotic poles, get you one them for the low
I just now had fucked this hoe, then I kick her out the door
She threw my shit all on the floor, then walked out the fuckin' door
You just mad that you be broke, pockets flat, my pockets swole

I see that yo man a joke, y'all in the house, I'm on the road
Y'all in the house, I'm rockin' shows
Y'all in the house, I'm on the road
Y'all in the house, I'm rockin' shows

Told you love i won't change yeah,
In the club yea, I'm too fucked up
You can get the fuck out, wake up to a stack hoe
Damn, your pockets flat, hoe

I heard they was filled with dust, got hella runts up in this dutch
Me and twin so high yeah, told my bitch, I'm just tryna get fried yeah
Bitch i get so fly yuh

Know bitch i could remind ya