[Verse: DeusGod]
My n***a Tyme put me on some ghetto yack
94 with Coronas & we mixing that
Mixin joker all up in my PBR
Sippin we sippin we sippin
Mane I’m trynna see some stars
Yeah I gotta drinking gift
I don't call it a problem
N***as want some static
Prolly cus we robbed em
N***as goin broke
& you know that I'm hungry
Hit them damn streets
And Issa fucking lick streak
Takin, Robbin, snatchin
Yeahh n***a gimme that
On some smash and grab shit
Dick gon reach her damn ribs
Terrorize the damn house
Parents all up in the crib
Hoe you might get 2 fucks
But I don’t give 2 shits
Klan

[Hook x2]
She love foreign shit
And she love n***as like me
She love designer purses
And n***as with gold teeth

[Hook]
I’m wit it [x8]
Wit it, KLAN [x4]

[Verse: Nate Husser]