I do not need a bitch, so if you wanna walk out the door, then you can leave bitch
No, I cannot trade on my bros, cause thats my team bitch
No joke, I ride around with that pole, ready to bleed shit
He know, do not come play with my bros, they ready to spin shit
If he start, we gon' finish it, six rings moving militant
I snuck that fye in the back of the VIP, I up it, I'm hitting shit
The way that I mix this shit up together, they think I know chemistry
They fuck around and think we play with Seattle, the way that we blitzing
Switch up my drink, I'm tired of the Sprite
Just might, call up luh shawty to get through the night
Told her, don't hit my phone on no bullshit, I don't wanna fight
All these pussy ass niggas wanna go left, I'm gon' make a right
Got niggas that stuck on the curb on the block, but I am not talking Dwight
Nigga wanna claim that he from my block, but I never seen the guy
Heard that lil' buddy got money on my top, well he better up the price
I think that I already told you once, so I cannot tell you twice
Swerving the jeep ya the Trackhawk, dont need the keys
I am not settling, I aint have to ask she dropped to her knees
Want me on the song, it come with some fees
Two-tone, Off-white do it with ease
I throw you that pack, they calling me Brees
They calling my phone, but I won't receive
I do not need no bitch, so if you wanna walk out the door, then you can leave bitch
No, I cannot trade on my bros, cause thats my team bitch
No joke, I ride around with that pole ready to bleed shit
He know, do not come play with my bros, they ready to spin shit
If you wanna play on my bros, we popping his wiggy
I cannot chase no hoes, I'm chasing these millions
Fuck all these niggas, they hoes, they know we spin shit