(Verse 1)

My phone be blowin' up I never call back, hold on what you call that
Ignorance is in me, you don't matter not at all yea
I just need the crew and my girl, goin nuts like a squirrel
Push calls, I defferal

Be blowing up they never show enough, destination top floor now we goin up
Kick some bars then we hit the party
Chicks and cars yea we livin' gnarly (Ugh)
What you want from me? Bitch you ain't the one that I want to see
But you gotta live with what you got, otherwise you'll die and rot (Huh)

No change we make bills
Hit the raps they get chills
But baby this shit is just too much for all of them, but I just go
When I rap in the disco, ask me where this go, I just tell em man this go
Shit yeah, yeah

Man we goin' up and down like a roller coaster
Pull up to the spot see my name on the poster
All I really care about is bread like a toaster
Never whip the whip I just leave it to my chauffeur
God damn when I'm lying it gets crazy, all the time
Fuck tracks up with a single fucking rhyme
Back to back like a spine, leave a bitch now she crying
But you know she a dime