(Hook)
So icey boys
And we sliding down the free way
Ron get the guap hit my phone
Like what’s the damn play
Hating need to stop
Cuz I do this shit like everyday
Shawty so thick twerkin on me
She got hella cake
Gotta run it up
Don’t lose your patience
Gotta run it up
Fuck em if they hatin
Gotta run it up
No hesitation
It don’t make sense

(Verse 1 Young Joseph)

Tell me why it don’t make sense
Spending green just to make it
Flexin on em they hate it i know
Counting up my patience
Counting up my patience
Counting up my patience
I know