[Intro]

[Chorus: LB Spiffy]
These n***as ain't on, what I'm on
Ya my n***as they ball, they LeBron
Run em down make them fall, with the chrome
Rolling up in them stars, it feel like home
Them bitches suck me on, they suck me to the bone
I hit it when she call, she keep calling my phone
I'm balling Post Malone, they won't leave me alone
My wrist it be on froze, these bitches be on froze

[Verse 1: LB Spiffy]
All of my n***as they trapping, all of my n***as ain't lacking
They could shoot shots we get back in
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