[Intro]
This that selling dope at grandmas house when they all sleep shit
I can't fall in love again I swear that shit my weakness
Shawty need a plug I say, "You fucking with the right one!"
And you a work of art I swear I'd fuck you with the lights on, yeah yeah
With the lights on, yeah yeah

[Chorus]
This shit take me back when I was sitting on the porch
This shit take me back when I was chilling with my woes
This shit take me back to when they shot and killed my cousin
Ten deep in a old school Jeep thugging
This shit take me back to way before I had friends
Before I made M's and before I had Amb's
This shit take me back to when I hit my first bitch
This shit take me back to when I hit my first lick

[Verse]
Tell that bitch address me as a grown man
I don't fall in love, bitch I don't hold hands
Fuck a slow dance, bitch I need a pole dance
I can run with them, n***a that's yo mans, yeah yeah
Money coming in on the daily
Pistols get to sparking shit is crazy
Yeah I heard my ex bitch had a baby
So I pulled up just to stunt in that all white Mercedes, shit is crazy
Talking back when cousin used to pitch the caine'
Told that boy to stop he said, "You get it how you 'caine'!"
Back when I was doing shit all on the low
Flipping work and doing things I never thought I'd do before
The money keep coming in
All of the women in love with him
Talking like he is the man and he know he bout to go make him a couple grand
Tell all your friends I need company
Tell a friend to bring a friend, yeah
Tell your girl that I'm the man, yeah
Tell your friend to bring em' in, yeah
Aye, fuck it do my dance on that hoe
I might even drop some bands on that hoe
Future shit and pop a xan on that hoe
When I walk in they like, "Damn there he go, there he go!"