Hoes on me, left and right Glock 9 put him out like a light Hoes on me, left and right Glock 9 put him out like a light Hoes on me, left and right Glock 9 put him out like a light Coupe tinted like a thief in the night Gang on, he don't put up a fight Fuck on yo bitch, I might Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light (What you say gang?) Don't fuck up yo life (What?) I just might make her my wife She a nasty, call that bih Rico I'm with boof and we stolin' through peepholes Come in 3's like the muhfuckin Migos Hear my voice and now she call me "papito" Bktherula (yea), You got a Mac-11, do it come with a cooler? Who is your jeweler (shit), heard he wit BDA, he the muhfuckin trooper First late I got a mac Fuck a lack, ain't no attack Spend the night? Naw, throw that ass back Briss dreams, turn to a stack Chris on the keys Why is yo nigga mad? you was lookin' at me Bounce on that bean Blackout in the studio cause I was gone off the lean Hoes on me, left and right Glock 9 put him out like a light Coupe tinted like a thief in the night Gang on, he don't put up a fight Fuck on yo bitch, I might Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light (What you say gang?) Don't fuck up yo life (What?) I just might make her my wife Don't gotta say what I did Left em' in Buff cause they acting like kids I really hope that he heard what I said, Big Ku got a pump that could take off a leg Nigga been bout it since I was like yay high, ridin' on pegs She bout to do all that shit that she said when we go to the hotel and hit up the bed Wind in my face, nigga living too wild Came with a bitch, left with a bitch, so a nigga got two now Nigga wanna talk, but it ain't bout a check so he got tuned out I'm gettin' bigger Too much drip on, go get a pitcher This is my real life, not just a picture I put it on, I'm out-dressing y'all niggas Saving my raps, ain't addressing y'all niggas Hoes on me, left and right Y'all doing it wrong while I'm doing it right I'm bout to spend a lil time with the hoe but she can't spend the night Get out my house, gotta go catch a flight I need my space She wanna flop but I just want the face Maybe her boyfriend can make it okay Hoes on me, left and right Glock 9 put him out like a light Coupe tinted like a thief in the night Gang on, he don't put up a fight Fuck on yo bitch, I might Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light (What you say gang?) Don't fuck up yo life (What?) I just might make her my wife

Oh just about to lose Just about to lose my mind Just about to lose my mind Oh just about to lose my mind My mind, my mind, my mind Just about to lose my mind Just about to lose my mind