[Chorus]
Aye, coolin' with your bitch, like my hoe do
Blowin' on that California Mildew
Steppin' on you n***as like you see-through
Running through a cheque so I can't see you
Mosey 'bout the motherfucking bag
And my girl she badder and you know she fucking bad
Pouring up so much my momma mad
And I got a plug just for the gas

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I sped up on you n***as then I lane switched
Cause I'm strictly trynna seek some more payments
And they switched up when they seen just where I made it
So I had to re-up on another main bitch, yeah
Talkin' out your neck you gon' get slapped out
She was on my dick when she saw racks out
But she only hit my phone cause I'm up now
But we smokin' big dope a n***a checked out
Ayy, hella busy, gotta get it to a show now
Just used this money, cop this rollie and it bust down
Young n***a staying on my shit, I'm getting cash now
We gon' touch a mill, yeah, my n***a somehow

[Chorus]
Coolin' with your bitch, like my hoe do
Blowin' on that California Mildew
Steppin' on you n***as like you see-through
Running through a cheque so I can't see you
Mosey 'bout the motherfucking bag
And my girl she badder and you know she fucking bad
Pouring up so much my momma mad
And I got a plug just for the gas
[Verse 2]
It be hard to say my cash, when that Gucci keep droppin'
Got a stick on my hip, so my pants they fallin'
It be hard to stay focused, when these groupies keep callin'
They hate because I'm known, and now my music be poppin'
Like why you switching up? Yeah, I been askin' that, right
Why you teaming up? Catch yourself I blow your back
And you know I stay with that, cause we always selling pack
From the North but in the South, cause my n***as watch my back (Ayy, Yuh)

[Chorus]
Coolin' with your bitch, like my hoe do
Blowin' on that California Mildew
Steppin' on you n***as like you see-through
Running through a cheque so I can't see you
Mosey 'bout the motherfucking bag
And my girl she badder and you know she fucking bad
Pouring up so much my momma mad
And I got a plug just for the gas (Ayy)