[Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Smoking Cookie Crisp, huh
Stupid bitch
Uh, uh
Oof, uh

[Verse 1]
Let my girlfriend hold the strap, n***a no dyke
Doing drive-bys at night, n***a no lights
Hating on me? Fuck n***a got no life
Grew up with n***as that's locked up for life
Slow down on the Percs something don't feel right
Hi-tech red, that shit slime real right
I freestyle, this shit they will write
He on the corner, stop at the red light
Talking drunk, n***a no Bud Light
He on the Gram, flexing with fake ice
I’ma keep going no time for a hook
They stealing the drip, no time for a crook
Yo bitch get picked up, then I get licked up
We in the Fisker moving to Cali, LA or Vista
She want a mister, I want her sister, shit real crazy
Someone come roll backwoods, I’ll pay
Someone talk down on my name, I’ll slay
I’ma test out my new gun like yeah
Spent two bands, gave my bitch red hair
Pull up on a fuck n***a, he right there
He location shared
On the way with sticks right now we ain’t never cared
Uh, huh