[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, uh, yea
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, Yeah uh, uh, uh, uh uh
Yeah, yea, yea

[Verse#tana]
Za in a blunt, lean in a cup
Shoot up the party gotta whole lotta guns
Baddie in my city wasn't showin love
Now they ask for a picture and a hug
If we see that boy in public then it's up
He acting hard but that boy not a thug
Sipping on triss I can't sip on no tuss
In trap smoking zaza with my plug
M-Mollys, lean, all types of drugs for ya
Black, white, we got all types of plugs for ya
Dark, light, I got all types of girls on me
Modern day Pablo I got all the drugs on me
We got hella plugs
Gotta lil girl showing me love
JBG on me when I'm the club
G19 on me when I'm the club
No baby mamas but I got lots of sons
We ain't in a army but we got mad guns
Walk in the party and shoot it for fun, uh
Just tryna make it number one, yeah
Za in a blunt, lean in a cup
Shoot up the party gotta whole lotta guns
Baddie in my city wasn't showin love
Now they ask for a picture and a hug
If we see that boy in public then it's up
He acting hard but that boy not a thug
Sipping on triss I can't sip on no tuss
In trap smoking zaza with my plug
M-Mollys, lean, all types of drugs for ya
Black, white, we got all types of plugs for ya
Dark, light, I got all types of girls on me
Modern day Pablo I got all the drugs on me
[Verse#CP]
Feel like I'm tony I feel like a poem
I'm off the wock I got drank on the phone
It's just me and santana just linked up with thug
I got more weed and more wock than the plug
I might hop out car with that fa-fa-fa-fa
I got molly on me I got lean I got raws
I just poured up a 3 this is not no sara
This a brand new McLaren I'm choppin the top

[Verse#tana&CP]
Off of that za think I'm touchin the stars
Come cross the gang u get hit with that rod
(Boom, boom, boom!), when we hop out the whip
Blow out his brain we don't care who you are
He tried to run he got hit with the flame
Got a Glock with a switch I don't care bout no aim
He got hit in his top I got blood on my chain
I step out the club i hop in the range
Uh, yeah he look like a lick
Brand new turban don't match with the fit
Spilled lean on my shoes now I got purple ricks
That ain't no gas you Sir Counterfeit
Uh, n***as ain't smokin on gas
I was so high that I forgot to pass it
I'm in Dalia coolin with a bad bitch
Move the wrong way he get stretched like elastic
[Verse#tana]
Za in a blunt, lean in a cup
Shoot up the party gotta whole lotta guns
Baddie in my city wasn't showin love
Now they ask for a picture and a hug
If we see that boy in public then it's up
He acting hard but that boy not a thug
Sipping on triss I can't sip on no tuss
In trap smoking zaza with my plug
M-Molly, lean, all types of drugs for ya
Black, white, we got all types of plugs for ya
Dark, light, I got all types of girls on me
Modern day Pablo I got all the drugs on me

[Outro]
On me yea, yea, yea