[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whew

[Verse]
Aye, Duece can you roll this for me?
Hold up, where the fuck the bag of weed?
I walked in this bitch with a pound of weed
Got it out the ground I was in it deep
Playing with them racks like I'm playing with keys
The Glock the only thing that I see
Don’t you love when you hear that bitch go beep?
Oh, you broke as fuck you never heard that
I got a G2 with me it got kickback
Give the Glock to Autumn! shooting out the kickback
You got to Cash App me to get your bitch back
Knock that boy head off tell him shake that
Tell that ho, "L.O.L" and she say she hate that
This flow right here, yeah, I made that
Your love right here and she ate that
This n***a lollygagging we don't play that
She like, "Is that Rino? Could you play that"
Shit, you got a fatty, could you shake that?
I'm too D1 I’ma just say that
I'm smoking the fat 'wood in a Maybach
I fuck with the white girl I don't do the black
Where is the tape? N***a, I had to push it back
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
She want to meet right now
Chopper on me right now
I got the Moncler on me right now
I'm fucking this hoe 'cause she'll bust down
I scored on the pint, n***a, touchdown
She want me to fuck when I touch down
And this F&N spraying rounds
You talking foul you finna fall out
'Cause the G2 really knock him out
Have his goofy ass dancing like Lil Dorian
I got the THC up in the suorins
Gave the Gucci belt away it got boring
We too elite you can’t ignore us
I came on the beat wit a fuckin’ chorus
You watching me like a fucking tourist
I'm smoking tree like a fucking forest
I’m getting flee like I'm Chuck Norris
I'm moving the Phat right up in the storage
I'm judging these n***as like they was a tourist
I’m sippin' the Phat right up in the morning
I'm sippin' the Phat like it was porridge
I'm with lil' Duece and that's what I'm pouring
I need a pint but you know I'm scoring
I'm sipping too much that's why I'm snoring
We gon' shoot this bitch up with no warning
I'm in a party but our life is boring
Wheres the money at, I'm exploring
Yeah, I want to fuck but I'm not finna force it
We in a coupe and we finna floor it
Ain't 'bout the money then I'ma ignore it