[Intro]
Yeah, aye, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Fell in love with my gun, put a drum on it
Fell in love with the money, watch me thumb through it
Thinkin' bout robbing me, boy just don't do it, yeah
Cause we keep them things loaded
This shit not load, bro what is you smoking?
Pockets fat, yeah my pockets be so bloated
I just mixed the medicine with the soda

[Verse]
Mix the medicine right in with my soda
Ridin' round 5 deep with my soldiers
Put a lame 6 feet with his homie
I'm still ballin', yeah, R.I.P. to Kobe
On my side, that's my 19, yeah my pollie
If I wanted to I could buy a Rollie
That's his bitch, but she really wanna know me
I don't really care about her, yeah, I just want her to dome me
Yeah I'm getting dome from his fuckin' thottie
Yeah I brought my glockie right into the party
Yeah I had to go and boss up like I'm Carti
Sold a pint of lean, but I'm gonna cut it
Dope it got me on the moon like Kid Cudi
[Chorus]
Fell in love with my gun, put a drum on it
Fell in love with the money, watch me thumb through it
Thinkin' bout robbing me, boy just don't do it, yeah
Cause we keep them things loaded
This shit not load, bro what is you smoking?
Pockets fat, yeah my pockets be so bloated
I just mixed the medicine with the soda