I got bands, weed, drugs, I got all what you need
I got chains around my neck, I got diamonds on my teeth
I got bitches wanna fuck me back to back in these sheets
This nigga dick riding, get the fuck up off my meat
I got guns too
Yea, I got guns
Y-Y Yeah I shoot that bitch for fun too
She like the way I talk to her, she said I'm fun too
She like the way I talk to her cause that a bad bitch
Y-Y Yea Yea that's a bad bitch
Y-Y Yea that's a bad bitch
Y-Y Yea Yea that's a bad bitch
Yea Yea that's a bad bitch
I said, yeah, that's a bad bitch
And I can fuck on a bad bitch, rockin' all black and some ricks, yeah
Yeah, bad bitch, yeah
She wanna take pipe down, and she wanna know what's up
I sent my hitters at em
She wanna suck the whole thing up
And I drop a bag on Balenci
Wanna fuck with a nigga, take risks
Wanna fuck with a nigga, take risks
I got vetetens on my pants
Got Balenci, on a shirt
Put that boy up in the fuckin' dirt
She tryna touch my hand, but I don't really like that bitch
She touchin' all on my pants, yeah, she tryna touch my wrist
Yeah, bitch, she use both hands when she suck my dick
These niggas wanna say they real, but they ain't really on that shit
Yeah, I ain't feel myself lately
All I can feel is codeine
Yeah, I ain't text her the other day
She all on me she a fein
Hell yeah, I'm trippin' the other night
She was in my mind she was in my dreams
She said why I'm trippin
Why why I'm stuttering bitch I'm sippin on the lean
She tryna touch my pants
And she tryna know what's up
If you wonderin' why I can't stand
Cause it be this shit in my cup
Yeah, this shit got me right in a trance
Yeah, you better not test your luck
They be postin' them posts on the gram
If I'm stressed, I'll take another puff