I hit fiends in threes and fours
Bando scary like a Ouija board
Said she ain't never been Dior
Pull up in somethin' she ain't seen before
Real niggas don't need the law
Why the fuck would I keep her for?
I hit fiends in threes and fours
Bando scary like a Ouija board

I need a new bag, fill up the bag
Feds on the way, ready to trap
He got nobody but he sayin' slatt
Hit up his block, hit up his cap
Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats
Gucci the sweater and Gucci the hat
Lil' nigga gotta gun in the class
I told my engineer, "Yo, bring it back"

She can't feel her face soon as this pill kick in (kick)
My junkie complainin' 'bout the traffic, he got four children
I still serve the junkie and the old women (the ladies)
One took out the pipe and give him autism
I be with it
Put it in the Pyrex can't see it, yeah
Chef 29 like I gotta be the best
Mom said that the lean gon' be my death
I got Shanaynay for my main bae
Lean and Perc' on the same day
Baby girl, I ain't feelin' the same
New AP and I'm still late

I hit fiends in threes and fours
Bando scary like a Ouija board
Said she ain't never been Dior
Pull up in somethin' she ain't seen before
Real niggas don't need the law
Why the fuck would I keep her for?
I hit fiends in threes and fours
Bando scary like a Ouija board

I need a new bag, fill up the bag
Feds on the way, ready to trap
He got nobody but he sayin' slatt
Hit up his block, hit up his cap
Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats
Gucci the sweater and Gucci the hat
Lil' nigga gotta gun in the class
I told my engineer, "Yo, bring it back"

She said, "Oh, so you're from London, you like tea and crumpets?"
Where I'm from real bad man, real fuckin' gun man
Checkin' the crack, I turn on the tap
I whip up a batch, the magic went poof
Come hit my trap and ask all the cats
If it was all cap, they'll tell you the truth

Ask about my traps get like Ouija boards
I come from threes and fours
Hit your block like the Dior
Bad bitch like Rita Ora
My shoes Christian Dior
I got what she lookin' for
The trap still boomin' north

My trap's movin' all alone like a Ouija board (like a Ouija board)
Every time I pull up don't you know I need you more (know I need you more)
You look good in Dior
That's what I bought it for
I done spent another mortgage on my Audemar

I hit fiends in threes and fours
Bando scary like a Ouija board
Said she ain't never been Dior
Pull up in somethin' she ain't seen before
Real niggas don't need the law
Why the fuck would I keep her for?
I hit fiends in threes and fours
Bando scary like a Ouija board

I need a new bag, fill up the bag
Feds on the way, ready to trap
He got nobody but he sayin' slatt
Hit up his block, hit up his cap
Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats
Gucci the sweater and Gucci the hat
Lil' nigga gotta gun in the class
I told my engineer, "Yo, bring it back" (back, uh)