[Verse 1]
Ride round my city like GTA (Five)
I wonder who wanna beef today
I've just been stacking my chips like it's Fritos, that's probably why they all wanna blow me away
I got a big gun, big check
And what is it you have on can't pay your rent
It's funny most of these n***as on the grind so we stuntin' n***as on the ground you won't be nothing
I'm stacking up all of my benjamins
I just might buy a new whip like it's GTA 4
She wanna ride with a rich n***a now I'm not broke like before so my whip, not a four
Let a n***a cook with her skirt off
She suck my dick with her shirt off
Look at this gun its a sawed-off I cannot fuck with no thotties I'm raw dawg
Cause' they be nasty like the bitches in the game
I'm married to the money I'ma claim
I really want the money fuck the fame
Put a dick into her tummy fuck her name
I don't introduce none these bitches, these bitches be buggin' I'm not tryna marry you, huh
I run up all of these numbers I might pass the mission I feel like I got the cheat code

[Bridge]
Up, down, up, down, X
Up, down, right, left, sex
I been fuckin' bitches gettin' head
Ride the whip that triangle was crisp
Yeah boy I gas on the GTA beat
I get some top, no I don't beat my meat
Balls always drop when Trap boy is seen
My name is Lil Joey, it's trap every week (Trap)
[Interlude]
"Put on- put on San Andreas though, that's a classic."

[Verse 2]
I said I woke up in the morning and I'm putting on my shirt
It's 2 AM ya'll sleeping, but a n***a movin' workin'
I just hit my n***a Big Smoke he'll put you in the dirt
You never met a n***a like me so that act like I am dirt
I got the socks high, 40 up, drinking till I'm throwing up
Shoutout Brodie, stranger n***a walking with the 40 tucked
I think I was born to gas shit
I ain't even wanna gas shit
I think I was born to gas shit
Til' I'm doin' porn I hit licks
Well, where you from, G?
Only five-five so I gotta stay with that gun, G
Shoutout all my n***as in Cali that smoking ganja
I've been meditating and chilling like my name Gandhi