[Part I]

[Skit]
Aye, baby
You make me wanna scream from the top of a six floor palace ([?])
So I can tell the world that I love you ([?])
Now I might not really know what love is, baby ([?])
'Cause my daddy died when I was two but, shit ([?])
I think I do ([?])
Now earlier tonight, I did some really, really bad things ([?])
But I think it was all [?] ([?])
Because, if I didn't do it then, I wouldn't be here with you ([?])
N***a, she not fucking with you, n***a
Go grab you one of these bitches on the dance floor
And, let's get it crackin', on the dead homies (Ah)
Aye, n***a, give me my motherfuckin' bottle back rеal quick
And, let me get that mothеrfucka', haha
Yeah, haha
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

[Intro]
My feet never stop workin'
These birds never stop chirpin'
The birds are chripin'
The birds are chirpin' (Ah, look)
[Verse 1]
The homie said, "Pull up in thirty minutes
Let's link up
Got a bottle so we finna go fuck on Felicia
Sharonda finna throw a house party in the section
Bad bitches everywhere, homie, make your selection"
I see bitches everywhere
Game cold, I can make a bitch stop and stare
I'm that n***a
I see you thinking about starting something, n***a
Don't you dare 'cause, that dog, he barks
He bites, he scratch, he breaks
He'll put that fear inside your heart soon as you touch that gate (Ooh)
The bitches wanna know (Ooh)
The junkies wanna taste (Ooh)
I heard you was a bitch
I never been, I can't relate

[Chorus]
(Ah) I've been smokin'
Faded but I'm focused
N***as [?] and they loc'n
[?] funky
Yes, this is potent, but I
I've been smokin'
Faded but, I'm focused
N***as [?] and they loc'n
[?] funky
Yes, this is potent, but I
(Look-look, uh)
[Verse 2]
It's hard to concentrate
'Cause, we really fresh off a mission (Uh huh)
I tried to pray today
But, I think we're far from forgiveness (On mamas)
Party full of off-brands
No talk, all hands
On a n***a if he trippin'
Cause we trippin' off Xans
Okay, speaker almost fucked up my high
N***a stepped on my shoe
Almost fucked up my vibe
She gon' back that ass up
I'ma touch on her thigh
She gon' turn that ass 'round
I'ma look in her eye (Ooh)
I just might take your soul (Your soul)
Hop on and take control (Hop on it)
This dick is made of gold (Of gold)
Real mack shit, I might scroll
This my shit, this shit bop
Jiggin' hard and my heart won't stop (Sweatin')
Somebody said some n***as pullin' up in they [?]
Hold up, one second, n***a
This is my shit
[Part II]

[Intro]
Ayy, hold up, this shit, on the dead homies
N***a, uhh
Hold up, hold up, hold up, n***a
Haha, look

[Chorus: Trinity Jefferson & ICECOLDBISHOP]
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
[?] only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to give it to ya'
Here's a little advice for you;
Don't mess with my gang
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
[?] only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to give it to ya'
Here's a little advice for you;
Don't mess with my gang
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
[?] only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'-

[Reversed audio]

[Outro]
Oh my god, bitch
Did you hear what happened at Sharonda house party last night?
Okay, so, boom
We was in that motherfucker going up, per usual
And I was looking good as fuck, per usual
Now, I already knew some bullshit was gonna happen
'Cause there was way too many different hoods in one place for shit not to pop off
But, I really think it all started 'cause Dae Dae got shot the other day
Everybody knew the n***as that shot Dae Dae was gonna be at Sharonda party 'cause they posted it on Instagram
N***as, per usual
And then they pulled up shot Sharonda momma house the fuck up
And then left
Oh my god, n***as fucked up my favorite song
And my outfit is fucked up
Last night was something else