[Verse 1: Kalan.FrFr]
Cash roll
Fire in this blunt
All these blues
Baby shake it like a red nose
Head toe shorty connect go
Aye money on the floor yea
Got some more send lil buddy to the store yeah
I'm on a roll need ma shorty for my pole
Walmart buyin bullets for my pole
Can't lie it's a demon in her soul
Got some semen in her throat
Go deep she don't choke
All these chromes on my coat
VVS and water you and I can bring a boat
N***as say they sliding I dont pop it I just

[Chorus]
Aye crew said give thesе hoes the booty thang
Bring it in oh looh ya
Sing like gеnuine But I talk shit like uncle luke
Real corner boy I ain't never shot no hoop
But I can teach you how to score just need a lil theraflu
N***as ain't gone take it there cause we gone come take care of you (Hold on) all that Burberry they gone have to burry you
Yeah When they stop makin sticks who scared of who
Oh that's your bitch yea well she mine too
[Verse 2: Coot Corleone]
Sorry took yo bitch lil dirty dude
If he tryna trip I'm known to act a fool
Player shit
Spending racks up in saks fifth
Legit the crip
But your bitch she call me cocky coot
You mad I don't love you I be fuckin on you
You mad I don't trust you I be hugging on you
I be ten toes down so I can't fold on you
Really talk about it I be bout it bout it
Can you hold it down and make me proud about it
Fendi store shopping loui v shopping
All this damn drip sitting in the closet
All these damn racks no safe deposit
Diamond rings
Had to put you in that foreign thang
New Benz and and them forgiatos
Push to start it's a new model
Ma lead the way n***as can't follow
N***as pressured huh
Me and kalan we for real they can't fuck with us
We got foreigns, we got bitches, we got blue bucks
N***as clowns n***as fake so we can't trust
I know they know
I rock they block and roll
Yo boy don't know
That his bitch feeling on my Rollie
[Chorus]
Aye crew said give these hoes the booty thang
Bring it in oh looh ya
Sing like genuine But I talk shit like uncle luke
Real corner boy I ain't never shot no hoop
But I can teach you how to score just need a lil theraflu
N***as ain't gone take it there cause we gone come take care of you
(Hold on) all that Burberry they gone have to burry you
Yea When they stop makin sticks who scared of who
Oh that's your bitch yea well she mine too