[Intro]
(You said you were gonna call)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
These drugs done took my fuckin' soul, but I'm fin' get it back
Lookin' for new drugs to try, I can't fuck with crack
Don't underestimate the strap, that's a 10 like MAC
"Put the fuckin' drugs down," that's what she fuckin' told me
I can't fuck with toxic hoes no more, that bitch controlling
Yeah, the room, like, fuckin' stink 'cause she stuck on the bowls
And I can't say your fuckin' name 'cause you stuck on the old me (Yo, yo, yo, yo)
These hoes the fuckin' same
Bitch, you so fuckin' lame, why you always in my lane?
I don't really, like, care 'bout fame. I just, like, want the breesh
I don't rеally, like, care 'bout chains, that shit was nevеr me
I'm just tryna, like, keep it plain, no, I ain't fuckin' with you
They always got a issue, you just gotta keep it going
Why you always gotta say my name? I never fuckin' met you
I might never fuckin' show y'all, but I got these pistols
It's a fuckin issue every time I try to do some shit
He said he the rizz dude, I'm so tired of this stupid shit
So much fuckin' cap up in this rap shit, but I'm legit
Shit was never hard to hop up on this mic and spit
That's just what I love, that's what I fuckin' do
I don't care 'bout scrubs, not my fucking dude
I made a lot of fuckin' money, spent it all on loot
Always tryna call my phone, that pussy boy don't know what to do, yeah
Day I turned eighteen, I got a crib and these boys live at home
Still typing on they phones
Typin' shit 'bout, "jssr, jssr," I said, "Leave me 'lone"
I suggest that you just hop up off my cock dome
Huh, huh, huh, please don't underestimate
You look like a Chester, mate, that pussy-ass lil' dude
They be, like, infesting, like, my shit, it's what they do
I'm just, like, investing in my bitch, even though she rude
Please don't underestimate, I been makin' cash since eight
Had to cut a lot of people off 'cause they was fuckin' fake
Get back to that stupid job, lil' pussy boy, pick up the rate
I'm losing my mind when y'all talking, for heaven's sake