[Intro: Tony Rose]
Alright
Let me see
Hold on, let me, let me just, let me send one text
Let me just, and then you'll know, you’ll know, let me see
(313 Mafia)

[Verse 1: Tony Rose]
You said you want some, okay, let me see
Yeah, that shit around, but I can't take less than three
My bitch kicked me out, but I kept the key
My n***a locked up, I can't wait ’til they set him free

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]
N***a thought shit was sweet, took his heat, told him let me see
Bought an eighth for seventy-five, somehow he thought he got seven G's
I damn near cough every time I inhale my weed
Lot of my prescriptions came from this old lady that was seventy

[Verse 3: Tony Rose]
N***a, this the A-team
My fiend just left rehab and he ain't gon' stay clean
N***a said I was broke, he must've had a daydream
Flash on my Glock, it'll make a n***a say cheese

[Verse 4: GrindHard E]
The Glock probably got a couple bodies on it, but the Drac' clean
The dope probably stomped on, but the drank clean
Tryna contemplate to buy a Rollie or an AP
Smokin' East Pop from Dave East, got it from HT
[Verse 5: Tony Rose]
It’s more red in my cup than Lil Yachty hair
I can’t come where you at, I caught a body there
Push a n***a shit back like a rocking chair
When I see that n***a body drop, I'm outta there

[Verse 6: GrindHard E]
The way the last n***a got did, it— alright
The way the last n***a got did, it probably wasn’t even fair
If the last bitch I was with died, I probably wouldn't care
My n***a caught a body, kept his 'fit, but he shaved his hair

[Verse 7: Tony Rose]
My n***a said he ain't got enough, so we finna take it
I got a white bitch, but her ass Jamaican
You got a lil’ money but do a lot of hatin'
My fiend said he want some— and so I gotta make it

[Verse 8: GrindHard E]
Both phones ringin', one the plug, one a sale, which one you think I'm takin'?
Two sales on deck, one a hundred, one a thousand, which one you think I'm makin'?
Got a micro and a pocket bully, which one you think I made?
Two Chargers, one a Scat, one a 'Cat, which one you think we racin'?

[Verse 9: Tony Rose]
My bitch hair natural, she don't wear bundles
I got my Glock on me, I ain't finna rumble
I can get a pint for three, I'm finna call my uncle
N***a turned into a beast and walked out the jungle
[Verse 10: GrindHard E]
Anything I put my hands on, I'ma at least make double
I just got all the weight off, somehow I gained muscle
Pulled a hundred racks out the stash, got they face puzzled
How you best friends with the plug and you ain't bumble?

[Verse 11: Tony Rose]
Damn, I need to go to bed
I been up all night tryna find a four of red
My plug phone goin' straight to voicemail, I know it's dead
My fiend just tried to run off, so I broke his legs

[Verse 12: GrindHard E]
This bitch said she on her period, well I'm glad I just want some head
This n***a ain't thinkin' with his mind, he must don't want his head
All these n***as do is cap like what's on they head
This bitch-ass n***a pulled up, tried to tax me, told him, "Go ahead"

[Verse 13: Tony Rose]
Told my bitch, "Chop, chop"
Make sure you watch the stove, don't break the pot
All you gotta do is mix it up, it don't take a lot
Like the game finna end, I'm tryna make a shot