[Intro]
(Maybach Music)
(4)
(Mixing up medicines in, n***a)
(Holiday Season)

[Verse]
Yeah, ayy, who want smoke with us?
I don't think he want no problems, he can't roll with us
Gotta get another drank, bitch, I'm pourin' up
We finna go and break the bank 'cause we run it up
Head to South Coast, yeah, I need that Louis V'
I got hella racks inside of my 'Subi jeans
I got shooters in the back, they catch you for free
All red Maybach, match my laser beam
He ain't get no bucks, ayy, I don't give a fuck
I got custom pillows inside of my Bentley truck
Trappin' in that BNB, bitch, now we up
Brodie tryna be the plug, made it out the cut (4)

[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy, chopper on me, let it blow
Yеah, ayy, that boy was a no show
Yeah, ayy, chopper on me, lеt it blow
Yeah, ayy, that boy was a no show
Yeah, ayy, chopper on me, let it blow
Yeah, ayy, that boy was a no show
Yeah, ayy, chopper on me, let it blow
Yeah, ayy, that boy was a no show