(Chorus)
I'm like where my calla at
Chain heavy all of dat
They think the car is back
Ridin’ Chevy heart attack
I think that's the troll right there but you know we gon run they ass
Told her get up out of here if she ain't tryna smell no gas
You know all i know is gas
Took the X and then i smashed
I was texting almost crashed
Why you flexing diamonds glass
Triple X’s you ain't bad
Popping X's on my ass
But i'm shitting lot of cash
And i getting lot of cash


(Verse 1)
Like let me lay a couple rules
Baby we ain't cooling because everything bull
I get in with my tool and you know i ain't coming thru
I don't know what i'm doing but i know what i’m finna do
Like bitch we too influenced we got shooters in the school
Like we can shoot a movie just tell me what’s the move
Like bitch just tell me who
I'm firing off the roof
I’m tired ain't no ...
9lokknine's up in the stud
AR's to all my shows and ima blow this bitch just like a flute
Ain’t loving no more hoes until they learn that i'm the truth
I'm kicking thru your door and i got purp in every room
Like stupid hoe i'm grown ain't got no time to play with ...
Like shooter in the dorm she trying sacking up my goons
Like sacking up on who
Ain't picking up my phone i'm tryna brain n****s that doom
Ain't shooting up no hoes i want you to feel my pain too
Now let him die alone they ain't no one that ride for they crew

(Chorus)
I'm like where my calla at
Chain heavy all of dat
They think the car is back
Ridin' Chevy heart attack
I think that's the troll right there but you know we gon run they ass
Told her get up out of here if she ain't tryna smell no gas
You know all i know is gas
Took the X and then i smashed
I was texting almost crashed
Why you flexing diamonds glass
Triple X's you ain't bad
Popping X's on my ass
But i'm shitting lot of cash
And i getting lot of cash