[Intro]
(Orin, I really don't have anything to tell you)
Pew
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
We gon' hop out, blast
Gon' hop out, blast
I'ma hop out blastin'
I'ma hop out fast
Then I'ma hop out blastin'
She don't want my ass
Pulled up, I smoke 'em like gas

[Verse]
Range Rove', I just pulled up slidin', but I'm fin' get me another Range Rove'
I just pulled up stylin', but I'm fin' go to the crib and change clothes
This ain't no popular song if I do not hop on that bitch and name Cujo
You can gon' move on, you can ask why my first babymomma hate Cujo
You can gon' move on, I'ma kick it with Ela, keepin' it cool, though, uh
Cool, though, uh
She got a lil' broke-ass n***a, I tell her, "Kudos"
'Member I was off them Xans and I crashed that Beamer, Rufe Snow
I just might pull up and shoot at that n***a, did I did it? Nobody knows (Uh)
I'm tryna stay out the way (Uh)
Please get the fuck out my way (Way)
Bitch, stop hittin' my phone (What?)
I'm gettin' tired of blockin' hoes (Wait)
I just pulled up in that thing (Thing)
And put that bitch on the roads
Ooh-ooh, ooh
She know I want a baby 'cause she want me (Okay)
I got a new bitch, call the bitch, "Honey"
But we know that n***a ain't gettin' no money
You can tryna flex but you n***as ain't on it
Talkin' 'bout the bread and a n***a been on it
I'm with E-L-A, and she love her father, hmm-hmm
You can be done, just send me some pics
I'm gettin' shaky, I need me some scripts
I done took too many, now a n***a gotta shit
Dee is a Blood, he a dog, Mike Vick
Goin' though shit, I've been gone for a minute
I know that bit' only say that she hate me, and I know these girls only 'round me for clout
And I know what these women be tryin' to save me
They like, "I'll never take your baby"
You'd get custody if you had wanted it
But it tells me a lot, you a slut, bitch
And I got bitches on me
Tryna cuff, they don't care what I do
And you know I got switchy on me
And you know I be poppin' out too
I just fucked her, she Vietnamese
And my babymomma's on that, huh, juice
Wait, 2Pac, I got the juice
Slime out a n***a like Juice
[Outro]
Woah
Woah, you can keep that
Yeah, yeah, ayy, and I love you, baby
You been on—, you don't love me back, then I—
Man, I'm still gettin' money
And I'm still gettin' all of that shit
And I'm back
And you know I remember that, I remember everything
Ayy, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait (And I might—)
And I might just talk my shit
Or I might—, I might just let the beat rock out
I got so many females, I got so much money, I got all my kids, I got everything
Uh, yeah, ayy (Orin, I really don't have anything to tell you)
If you want war, n***a, you can get war, n***a, ayy
You know Cujo'll get you, lil' Dee'll get you
You know everybody gon' get you
And you know how I'm comin', ayy
Bitch, ayy, that's it (That's it)