[Intro]
Yeah, fucking ericdoa plugg song, bruh
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh (Lemme take out back out quick, bro)

[Verse]
Yeah
Sippin' 1942, I feel like I could fly
See the way I look at you, it's not too synced through my own eyes
And I don't think she love me, 'cause she said my music fye
Call up my brothers, get ready to slide
Tell that hoe don't click, gon' lose my mind
Yeah, but it's like that
He a pussy, I know he won't fight back
I get lost, she gon' ask where my mind at
I got movie clips, boy, like an IMAX
If they hatin' on me, I'm goin' right back
Grab the glick and I'm gonna be right back
Man, one day I won't care 'bout a price tag
'Causе I need it right now
Could you please help mе out
Fuck with mid, don't smoke loud
Yeah, Neila show, hop in the crowd
Still gon' ask what it's 'bout
And I just hope this music foul
And I just hope this shit foul
[Outro]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, hahaha this is fucking stupid