[Intro]
Bee, bee
Ha

[Verse]
Why this lil' n***a got a problem
I pour the 4 in the Sprite, I ain't stopping
Puffin' on gas, n***a start coughing
These n***as out bad and I'm steady winning
N***as outside, I can't hold em'
I'm taking they shit and I already told 'em
Yo bitch on my dick and she steady blowin'
I'm with the gang, n***a, we steady blowin'
My chain too wet and it's rune
I need some racks, baby, let's go
I need some money, n***a, pronto
Yuh, why these n***as bite my flow
Yuh, why these n***as steady hoes
[?]
I'm fucking, I'm fucking ya friend
Me and this money, n***a, we cannot hand
Puffin' on gas, feel like Space Jam
Put out the duffel, make her ass dance
I'm getting blues and that shit look like crayons
Forced to the door, put you in a trance
One side, miss the chance
Foreign shit, n***a, hella brands
She post on her story, n***a, I ain't yo mans
Coming in first, I ain't coming last
N***a so shit, n***a so ass
I'm getting rich, stick to the plan
Can't trust no hoe but I can trust these bands
Throw it in the air, I could watch her ass dance
I put a beam on the strap, I pour the Wock with the Fanta
N***a talking down, get smacked
N***a talk down, fuck the strap
And this shit [?]
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I need some racks, I need 5 bands
She going dumb, n***a, no hands