[Intro]
Red lean look like Clifford
Cbass, bitch
Akachi on the beat, lil bitch (Aye!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Up in the mornin', I roll me a blunt
It's only 7 AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout money, you thinkin' 'bout stuff
Sleep at your crib, boy you broke as a buck
I'm thinkin' 'bout flyin' out
I'll go to Miami just spyin' out
You thinkin' bout how to get high now
I'm thinkin' I'll maybe retire now

[Verse 1]
You can't even purchase a 10 sack
I smoke with my plug in the Benz back
I post in my lab, it's my hideout
Got twenty locations and ten stacks
Look, I swear my car got accessories
Wrist comin' out, lookin' sexy
Call out the plays like a referee
There ain't too many that mess with me
Circle so small, I need motherfuckin' less of me
Uh, look, uh
[Chorus]
My bitch is bad, her pussy is wet
Back to the crib, I'm makin' a wreck
Look, look
Back to the crib, I'm makin' a wreck
Ain't even fuck her, I play with the neck
She ain't stay over, I Uber that back, uh, yeah, look
She ain't stay over, I Uber that back
She ain't stay over, I Uber that, look

[Verse 2]
Smoke me a dutch, I'm finna roll me a blunt
I roll up all of my fucks
The Bentley is lit, I put a stick in the trunk
You pussies don't wan' get hit
I don't give a shit, like I'm on Pepto
I'm out in Daygo, catch me at Petco
Said I'm her Padre, hoe call me daddy, uh
My new bitch look like a baddy, uh
I'm gettin' cake, like it's patty, uh
I'm in that Rari or Caddy, uh
I prolly chill Puerto Rico, baby so thick I said she got a fatty, uh
Tell you a story 'bout me and my n***as
We roll through the hood with them triggers
Just lookin' for pussy , I hope we can pop
I don't fuck with cops, got evil to stop
Big rollie face, it look like a clock
Ya Bitch wanna fuck, I just want the top
I need the mansion, need me the box
I feel like I'm Patrick, stars on my watch
[Bridge]
Up in the mornin', I roll me a blunt
It's only 7 AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout money, you thinkin' 'bout stuff
Sleep at your crib, boy you broke as a buck
I'm thinkin' 'bout flyin' out
I go to Miami just buy it now
You thinkin' bout how to get high now
I'm thinkin' I'll maybe retire now, look

[Verse 3]
I'm gettin' bands that poppin', mm
These haters is mad, they watchin', mm
Just spent 30,000 shoppin', mm
Play Joey, their heads start boppin', look, uh, what? Bitch
I met that shorty just yesterday
Call her a Lyft to my crib today
Course we go up to a shopping mall
If she lucky we might have a dinner date
Sike I'm kiddin' your bitch eat fish filet
Haha, McDonald's

[Chorus]
My bitch is bad, her pussy is wet
Back to the crib, I'm makin' a wreck
Look, look
Back to the crib, I'm makin' a wreck
Ain't even fuck her, I play with the neck
She ain't stay over, I Uber that back, uh, yeah, look
She ain't stay over, I Uber that back
She ain't stay over, I Uber that, look
[Outro]
Smoke me a dutch, I'm finna roll me a blunt
I roll up all of my fucks
The Bentley is lit, I put a stick in the trunk
You pussies don't wan' get hit
I don't give a shit, like I'm on Pepto
I'm out in Daygo, catch me at Petco
Said I'm her Padre, hoe call me daddy, uh
My new bitch look like a baddy, uh
I'm gettin' cake, like it's patty, uh
I'm in that Rari or Caddy, uh
Look
Baddie
Its Joey Trap call me daddy