[Intro]
Ha, go (That's them, that's them)

[Chorus]
He so sad, can't get it like me
Puffing on swishers like a damn Nike (Nike)
I'm in that foreign, n***a, you behind me
Too many bullets, this shit blinding (Ha, chill out)
Juggin' his pack, n***a, can't find me (Go)
I get that bag and I keep climbing (Ha)
I hit from the back and that bit' crying
Need me an M, bitch, I ain't signing
In the coupe (Hey) too fast, fast lightning
We on your ass, they made us [?]
I need a case, n***a, need five bands
She going stupid, doing shit, no hands
Go get a bag, you a n***a, no plans
Give me a pack for that shit when I land

[Post-Chorus]
My n***as ball like we from Iran
Now his ass done, caught his ass, I ran
I'm in the coupe hit a jugg, five bands
What's wrong with yo' bitch, n***a, fucked your mans

[Verse]
Beam on the shirt look like some rеd crayon (No cap)
I need some money, fuck hoes
Yеah, come on, let's go
Baby, let's hop in that Rolls
I need some bread with some dough
Blowing her back, man, please [hit the phone?]
Three, two, one, baby, let's go
You not the one, babe, I can't hold
I mix the (N)ine with the fuckin' Rick
I'm on her line, n***a, get your bitch, ha
I fucked that ho now you pissed (Ha)
I mixed the Wock', make it glist'
[Bridge]
Yeah
I mixed the Wock', make it glist' (I mixed the Wock', make it glist')
Yeah
I mixed the Wock', make it glist' (Glist')
I fucked that ho now you pissed (Yeah, pissed, yeah)
Lean in my cup now (Yeah, ha)
Ha, go
Go, go (Go, go)

[Chorus]
He so sad, can't get it like me
Puffing on swishers like a damn Nike (Nike)
I'm in that foreign, n***a, you behind me
Too many bullets, this shit blinding (Ha, chill out)
Juggin' his pack, n***a, can't find me (Go)
I get that bag and I keep climbing (Ha)
I hit from the back and that bit' crying
Need me an M, bitch, I ain't signing
In the coupe (Hey) too fast, fast lightning
We on your ass, they made us [?]
I need a case, n***a, need five bands
She going stupid, doing shit, no hands
Go get a bag, you a n***a, no plans
Give me a pack for that shit when I land
[Post-Chorus]
My n***as ball like we from Iran
Now his ass done, caught his ass, I ran
I'm in the coupe hitting just five bands
[?] top bitch, n***a, fuck your mans

[Outro]
Yeah, fuck your mans
Yeah, fuck your mans
Ha, go
Huh, go, go