[Intro]
(Get out of my sight)

[Chorus]
Yeah, stupid bad hoes
I'm in Neiman, asshole
I feel like a asshole
Ran up rack's no hassle
I finesse a bag, hoe
I got thirty mag's, hoe
Don't make Thrty mad though
These hoes knew me
Can't miss, this the new me
I can't fuck no groupie, we can't watch no movie
Drank lean like it's a smoothie
Yeah, move in that two-seat
Ya-Ya, i'm like “who he?”
He-He like “please don't shoot me”
(Please don't shoot)
Yeah

[Verse]
Buck-Buck's, where they at?
Buck-Buck-Buck's, where they at?
Hit that lick while i'm in class
(A lick)
They don't flop 'cause yo' shit whack
Walk down in Balenci tracks
I don't care bitch i spent rack's
Nike Tech, cover my tracks
But i ran out with that mask
And my opps, they keep getting mad 'cause my Glock won't kickback
I can't miss, know i'm in that shit
Feel-Feel like i'm Steve Nash
Ducking hits, bitch i'm ducking hits
Please come run that back
(That back)
Don't you miss, 'cause that's when you hit
I-I-I can't miss that sack
Get out of my sight