[Intro]
Oh my god

[Verse]
This bitch got the temperature dead
How the fuck i bring temperature back
You ain't on that boy, give me yo' paxk
You don't know how to count, you need racks
I can make that shit back, let me tax
B.O.D he not through with a' sack
'Throw on here', man I threw that bitch back
I considered OD I'm in Paris, you didn't know how I move out in Paris
I can link with that bitch through a hair
Don't really frontin' with her I don't care
I just be sippin' these meds, I need care
If you lookin for boof, they like "He ain't there"
If you lookin for drugs, like "Wait right there"
Yeah, wait in the back, smell weight in the air
And I plug a n***a up if he waitin' a pair
If I up this lil Glock, he like "Wait n***a spare me"
And I stay in the hood they like {?}
If he stay on his back, I'ma look over stare
And I tricked his lil' ass I'm like "Look over there"
And he looked over there, we ain't doin no fair
If she'll set you up, she ain't doin no fair
Well she done with us, she be sick of the game
Pick the stick down, might be sick of the game
Get the fuck out, I be sick of your ways
My boy he a fiend "How many pills did you take?"
I tried to tell him' I won't doin no saving
Tell bro to pipe down he make ceilings quake
N***a hate us, why you feel that way?
He went back to sleep, he ain't feelin' today
He needed his meds, he extensive patient
Crip hangout, I'm extended waisted
We don't hang out we on lit, me tryna get a block, double we spinned
We hang together like Lilo and Stitch
I get my ball, yeah n***a like pick
Can't come to my house, can't come where I live
Its some more at the house, some more at the crib
They told me pop out but they know I'm not doin all that
It's a box came in, boy I'm waitin for that
Take a seat, my boy and be patient for that
Hotspot right now, take me to that

[Outro]
Oh my god