[Intro : Eyedress]
Plug, Cash
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Eyedress]
Run too soon, run too soon, run too soon
Get you some money (ooh yea) I've been countin', they see me runnin'
I know these n***as bluffin' [?]
I know these n***as be stuntin' (Bitch)
Huh, huh, aye, smoke and mirrors, all I see
Don’t tell me you love me, cuz I think that shit just make believe
Man I'm trippin' and I'm way too high, I be smokin' on trees
I been smokin' near around my gun, I don't trust a thing (Cash)
I want Bottega B's and Bentley B's, no roof so they could see
I'm goin cuckoo in the coupe like won't you get a load of me
Too in control, nah, can't get a hold of me
Me in the past, prefer the older me (Cash)

[Verse 2 : Na'Kel Smith]
Hop in the coupe with a pound of weed
He talkin' down so I made him bleed
He runnin' down wanna play with me
Big racks inside of my jeans
Smokin' fronto, that shit stink
I put some molly inside of my dreams
I got no time, no we cannot link
They tappin' in because I'm in the foreign
I'm in a benz and you in a Jeep
I check the time it's time to glo up
Bitches mad because they know us
Pussies wearin' fake Chrome Hearts
That's some lame shit ain't got no tag
You on some fuck shit get out of my face
If you around me you gettin' paid
[Verse 3 : BoofPaxkMooky]
I blew a bag on a bitch (Plug)
I just bought Saks in this bitch
He gon be mad than a bitch
He threw a fit, I don't even know what I did (Plug)
He a man but I treat 'em like kid
He gon' tell man I know he a pig
Everyday I count it back in a flinch
One phone I don't pick up for shit (Cash)
Three hoes here for me and my friends
One call I can reup again
Two phones but just one for these bands
Everyday I had to put on a trend
Bitch bad as hell but she don't eat steak
I shoot the rocket launcher at your mans
She eat the swag n***a like it's candy
She eat the poppers she in like a xanny (Plug)
Bitch like YSL she a fan
I'm so YSL n***a slatt
I spend the whole check make it back
Get out the way I don't know what he sayin'
Wit this shit, man it's stuck in my head
Fresh to death like I'm living dead
Outside, n***as stay in the bed
Too high, I can't get off the meds
What? what? damn
Thought I was FA cus I'm grindin
This shit so hot boy you had to rewind
You come to the spot man he's taking his time
I'm at the top 'cause a n***a was caught in his prime
I made a way up 'cause I knew it was mine
This bitch wanna fuck and she gave me her mind
10 hoes like I'm baggin some dimes