[Verse 1]

Win some lose some
Gassed up n***a then do somethin
Sin some boof some
I can take your bitch just to prove somethin
Bah Bah stack up, you a rat bout to call backup
NASDAQ stats up, watch a n***a Pacquiao the track up, TimTom Pacquiao the pack up, N***as get the point like a tack up
You can get pressed don’t slack up
These rap cat stats don’t stack up
How you got 100k plays
But uh only 2 comments
These n***as is gassed like a comet
I stay with my dog Willis and Grommet
Outfit so sick that she vomit
Spit shit you feel in your stomach
I get high then I plummet
Bet I rise to the summit
Strategize you’re redundant
I’m curving a bitch like a bullet on Wanted
Where, Why, What, How and Who want it
You ran it we run it
I don't fuck with you and I let it show
Fucking sick of people telling me to let shit go
Okay I'm cool
Sativa it kicks like a mule
Call it gas but its not fuel
Haha hehe
Playing games boy this ain't E3
N***as run up on you like 3 deep
Wrap you in a blanket like ET
Word around town I got flame
Word around town put respect on my name
Walk with a limp like I'm lane
Walk in this bitch like I'm Citizen Kane

[Chorus]
Hat, BOBBY
Shirt, BOBBY
Pants, BOBBY
Shoes, BOBBY 

Bobby [x8]