[Verse]
Yo, been killin' my part, bitch, I've been thinkin' 'bout shit (Yeah, what?)
Mm, just call my phone, and tell me, what you need? (Just tell me, what you need?)
Mm, come slide the crib, but, you can't stay past 3 (Okay)
This Draco totin', and I'm talkin', all my [?] on me
I got the [?] Pape', I.D, yeah, I don't need false ones though (Yeah, ah)
I don't even got no urge to ball, why can't I relax? (Why can't I?)
No, because I'm scared to fall (Deep down)
But I can't beef 'bout that shit
With my right, so damn long, talk down—