(Verse 1)
Okay 10 bands 50 bands
100 bands fuck it man
Bars spraying get to ducking man
If you ain’t hip by now well I suggest you get a fucking pen
I be spitting lava like a mountain get a bucket man
Whoo
I'm just trynna get it how I live
Turned the house into party you can come and take a swim
Air dry shake some maybe throw a couple tips
And that’s just how I do it at the crib
Fuck it I want 10 lambs 50 women like I’m Heffner
Riding through the city blowing hookah it’s my freshener
Bad yellow thing in my passenger singing a long
She tell me Prince you got the city’s number one song
One time for Richie my n***a for life
We been through so many things on these late nights
Missions what we call em these women yeah they be calling
We pick em up and we break em off
When they leave they be crawling
Listen I be in the lab with my phones off
Airplane mode taking no calls
I been making hits hear my shit flowing
In the yo cooking with the wrist motion
Call up my n***a Jay he liquor on deck man
Call up the women fuck it I’ma send a text that say
My team got the whole crib cracking on Friday
You should tell all ya friends to come my way
Too far? Fuck it you can take the highway
Let me know when you pull into the driveway
Bring you in and show you how to turn up my way
Hit the hookah blow it out bitch

(Outro)
Bitch, Bitch
Yeah