[Intro: RLSG BSmith]
Louie Lou, what up?
Jay, I see you
(His name's Pablo)
Too many plays (Yeah)
Was off a pound, almost broke my phone
(His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: RLSG BSmith]
Too many plays callin'—, too many plays—
Too many plays callin' at once, I almost broke my phone
I'ma always sell some pills, them bitches like gold
N***as out here really broke as fuck, what time is they on?
I just spent twelve hundred for some shoes and I ain't try 'em on
When you really got pape', you can never be wrong
I need fifty for an eighth, all I got is strongs

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Ayy, bitch tried to raise her voice at me, you better watch your tone
His mama put him out the crib, now he ain't got no home
Stomped a n***a out in 'Posites, I ain't got on Foams
I'll get to shootin', yeah, yeah, look like a drone
I just hit him up top, now he ain't got no dome
My bitch mad as hell at me, she just blocked my phone

[Verse 3: RLSG BSmith]
My bitch caught me cheatin', told her stay off my phone
Hold on, I'm trippin', this ain't my part, this where Louie come on
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
Man, you trippin', bro, real shit
It's a fast cat was my favorite song
Look at you behind me tryna tag along
Off-White jeans, Purple tee, left the taggies on
Gang kill him, he done came home baggie on
I was high off Bobby, she done popped up draggin' on
Hundred-dollar eighthy on the table already rolled
Used to be the Act', now the green be already sold
I cannot sign for a chain, I'm already froze

[Verse 5: RLSG BSmith]
N***as runnin' out of breath tryna keep up
Whole gang icy in the club, you gon' see us
Lately, I been pourin' eights to sleep, it's hard to wake up
But I'ma pop a Perc' and a Vic' soon as I wake up
I been chillin', countin' money with my feet up
I quit cigarettes, now I been smokin' n***as' re-up
Just got a street sweeper in case it's beef I gotta clean up
How I'm feelin', man, I might just pour a ten up

[Verse 6: YN Jay]
I'ma fuck her good and leave, no, I can't stay long
When I call, I collect, this a payphone
Told him it was God's plan, this a Drake song
Had to buy a new scale, this bitch weigh wrong
Oh, you get paid on the first? Bro, let's split your check
Okay, I thought that I was done, I got like six more left
Ayy, I'll punch you in the face, I'll dent your neck
Call me for whatever drug you want, we got that shit on deck
[Verse 7: RLSG BSmith]
When you speak on my name, you better use respect
I'll take this Glock off my hip and put it to your neck
I'm a real lean sipper, I buy Qualitest
I can't keep my hands off dog bitch 'cause her head the best

[Outro: RLSG BSmith]
I can't keep my hands off dog bitch 'cause her head the best
(His name's Pablo)