Drippin' in Raf, That lil' bitch so mad
Ain't go no time for being' sad, get up and go get you a bag
Stackin' money, why they mad?
They was tryna block my Visa, so I pulled up with all cash
Yeah, I pulled up with all cash when I walked in
We don't do no talking
I'on listen 'less it's bout the profit
Real hood baby, I'm feeling like Gotit
I never leave the fuckin' crib
Unless I got the tool and 30 bands inside of my pocket
Why is they pocket watchin'?
Shit make me wanna just shoot like I play for the Rockets
You ain't even cut like that
Man that shit gotta be fake with a bitch with a butt like that
Kicked her out the fuckin' crib, head game weak I ain't even nut like that
(Yeah) Weak as fuck
Bad bitch hit my phone, and she just laughing she just weak as fuck
I just hate spending days inside of my brain, that shit be bleak as fuck
I don't even know what's real
Watch out for my cup, don't spill
Bussin' a bad bitch off the pill
How in the fuck am I behind the wheel?
Thinkin' bout murder, I'm about to kill
Somebody else, or myself
Why am I there for everybody else
But when I needed them they was never there to help?

(Ok, Ok) I told a bitch, go to hell!
Might pop a Oxy, a Roxy, I'm out of my body my skin turning pale
Dumpin' them shells
Makin' plays, Make sales
Bad bitch, want me pay for her nails
They just been prayin' I fail
Yeah, it's my time, I'm trying to prevail
Hop in that bitch that, vroom
'Cause I got money she say that I'm, rude
Got too many bitches I can't, choose
I been plotting in my, trues
I been gettin' money, don't get it confused
I been eating these beans like food
And I'm up in my head, I don't know what to do
We wiping his nose, slime, like goo
Boy you a clone, that shit not cool
Nah, we not cool
You steady stabbed me in my back, I don't know what to do
Gettin' trapped up in my emotions, coming back to you
Wait, holup fuck that
I'm stronger than that
I'm smokin' the strongest of packs
And you would think it's Christmas how we body bag, and wrap him up
I can't show no love to none these bitches, I can't dap them up
Just like a fuckin' relay, they tryna run up ain't fast enough
I get cash enough
I been gettin' so much god damn money, she asking me if I get bags enough
Too many god damn whips, insurance askin' me if I crashed enough
Been tryna focus on the future, I know the past is fuckin' up
And I'm knowing these bitches got hate in they heart, cause they down bad
Bitch you a opp like Vlad
Keep that .40 on my lap
How ima trip on a bitch that I had?
How ima trip on a bitch that I had
How ima trip on a bitch that I had
How ima trip on a bitch that I had
How ima trip on a bitch that I had