Tell me if I need to say more to you
'Cause I don't even know if I should say more
If we in the game we should play more
Told me I blew up on you like claymore
I'm taking all my time off the table
So you could bring the drama to the table
And that's not fair (No)
It's not fair to me, it's not fair to you
[?] on my mama it's not fair it's true
When I got me the rollie, first one I told was you
When I'm back in the city, I'm just gonna thank you
But I still got me some bitches, boolin
Benz and a coupe
I'm taking off the top of this bitch, fuck the roof
Yes I bring my Glock and my switch in the stu
And I'm in my jacket rocking Canada Goose
Got the "6" tatted on me like I'm Canadian too
If your friend super bad, you could bring em' all too
Spend a bag with yo’ friend, we could hit the mall too
You could look me in my eyes girl, this shit is all you
And it kill me every time, every time you so rude
Accusing me of shit of some shit I ain't do
Fucking on your girl, I ain't do that
Way you're treating me, I gotta move back

Yeah, move (Move back uh)
Yeah, move
Everybody in the crib when we drop too
Shawty know I got some pills we could pop too
Shawty know if she a fiend, she could pop two

Two, it's true
Drop ten on a good day, good mood
I'm blessed forever