Catch a asthma attack, the way we pull up on ya
Put the pump to his chest, make a n***a cough up
You a bum and you stressed, and that's why you lost her
Met a n***a from the X, n***as need to boss up
She gon' eat, you want beef, but this ain't no burger
All my songs on repeat, that's what's up, your word up
I was young with the heat, walkin' round with burners
Wishing I could wish for anything like Timmy Turner

Na-na-oh, na-oh
Na-na-oh, na-oh
Na-na-oh, na-oh

Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy?
Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy
Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady
Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me?
Why is bitches tryna play me? Are you crazy?
I can't let her have my baby, you not my baby
I can't let her have my baby, I'm actin' shady
Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me?

Sawed off in the damn drawer
Got a .30 in my drawers, gotta hold my pants up
Only time she ever call is for the banana
I don't even check my call log, I don't answer

Why this bitch tryna play me? Are you crazy?
Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy
Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady
Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me?

I'ma swerve in the Maybach, I'ma do some damage
N***as sit the fuck down if you don't understand us
I heard n***as talking 'bout they gon' run down on us
Pull up windows down in a fucking Lamb' truck

Oh, na, na, na-na-na, na
Na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na
Na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na
Na-na-na, na, na-na-na, na, yeah
Scott Storch