I'm stacking dough
Need my space like a cornrow
Put some bands on his head, call him Melo
Can't have one girl, I need 'bout five hoes
Head so nasty I could feel it in my big toe
Popped a bottle now we rocking called up three mo
These freaks so nasty they jus wanna do a kilo
Ran outta dope, plug reload
Then I took my bitch home to my pillow

Poppin a bottle
Liquid potent
Fuckin on a model
I been feeling nice
I think I could write a novel
You haters on my nerves
You to me is next to Donald
I'm pedal to the metal
Ace pilot on the throttle
How I'm this hot and I'm only 17
When I was young I was broke now I'm clean
You could tell by the Buddha on my jeans
Flexin y'all fugazi
Ain't got shit on lamin

I'm stacking dough
Need my space like a cornrow
Put some bands on his head call him Melo
Can't have one girl
I need bout five hoes
Head so nasty I could feel it in my big toe
Popped a bottle now we rockin called up three mo
These freaks so nasty
They jus wanna do a kilo
Ran outta dope, plug reload
Then I took my bitch home to my pillow