[Chorus: Larry League]
Claim you're hard to get to, young boys finna float
They gone flee the scene don't do it, most kill we got mo'
I just spent a link you see me DM on the flo'
Shit i did it got me sick, but i ain't been diagnosed

[Verse 1: Larry League]
I think the bitches sick cause they wanna take all of my dope
Now i'm gettin' extra and i wanna do the most
Smokin' 3-5 while you smokin' on a roach
Regardless of the most, put yo bitch in coach
Still sip clean lean drugs on go
Sip on my soda, a root beer float
He say, she say, ion hear nuttin'
Randy a deaf boy, that's about money

Ayy
I can't find a better way
To take the pain away
So i take these drugs all day

She gotta real ass she gon' make it shake
I got the real cash, imma make make it rain
She say i drive her ass insane
Well go straight in yo' god-damn lane
[Verse 2: Pollari]
Whip on that dick like a penis
I just get hit by the heater
I wear that Ricky on Easton
Pray to me i need your liter
Booted, i'm booted, i'm booted
My n***a they jugg like computer
She wanna ride like a scooter
I pass her as soon as i do her
Run up a xan man, then i tune it
I get these keys and they whole fam
N***a try me it won't go well
N***a try me it won't go well
I feel a lil boy wanna be me
Got his bitch dancing like RiRi
I think that hoe wanna meet me
And i get that onion no peanut

[Chorus: Larry League]
Claim you're hard to get to, young boys finna float
They gone flee the scene don't do it, most kill we got mo'
I just spent a link you see me DM to the flo'
Shit I did it got me sick, but I ain't been diagnosed