[Chorus]
She know what she want, and it's lowkey me
I would've smoked up, but I was way too geeked
I would've smoked up, I was way too geeked

[Verse]
Okay, pull into that show, we went way too deep
Bro just scooped your ho, now she for the team
I just smoke my weed, don't pass me no fake lean
I told broski, "Kick the cup", if he start sippin' that green
I been throwin' [?]
Told her "Don't get close to me", it's not what you need
It-it's not really what you see, it's not really what you think
Hop out, touring, where that K
I ain't tryna' fucking play
I'm tryna' hop out, where that-
I-I said "Fuck what you say", I ain't ask for evidence
My twin know I got my shit in case his shit jam
I ain't tryna' pop it on you, just know that I can
I ain't tryna' stunt up on you, just know that I can
I'mma put that red beam on him, if I get the chance
If he ain't praying, then he running to his mans
The way I'm spraying, this shit need a killcam
And I'll leave your favorite rapper felt like "Damn"
(Ride around, swerve)
Okay, kick it to the curb, cause I'm [?]
I'm not up in a fantasy, or apart of it
On the net tryna' lie about me, it's retarded, bitch
I'm puffing on the spliff, she saying "Sorry" and shit
Yeah, I told you to get the fuck out, I don't even wanna hear shit
(I don't even wanna hear shit)
[Chorus]
She know what she want, and it's lowkey me
I would've smoked up, but I was way too geeked
I would've smoked up, I was way too geeked