[Intro]
Yeah, woah
Honey

[Chrous]
Hold up, get him gone in a minute
You started this, I ain't stoppin' til it's finished
Fucked on a foreign girl, I think that she finnish
And I ain't gon stop scamming til I'm damn dead
Or I'm not gonna stop til I'm damn rich
Glock 19 on me, it be doing damage
I called him candle, the way he got damn lit
Yeah they mad at me, they be salty like a cracker, Ritz

[Verse]
You be hanging with them bitches they be throwing fits
I think I spent like 3 bands just on this fit
Why is she calling my phone, yeah, I thought she was tired of me?
Truth is these bitches can't get enough of me
Grab a backwood, then I stuff it up with tree
Gave that bitch dick, up at the Double Tree
Broke ass bitch, she still shopping at the dollar tree
Yeah, at the dollar tree
Yeah I'm smoking tree, smoking on a blunt of weed
You don't want no smoke, yeah it ain't no joke
We pull up with poles, aye, watch out don't get poked, aye
Yeah that lean I'm sippin', make it potent
Yeah the gas I got, it's so potent, yeah
You ain't really 'bout it, yeah, you just pretend
Yeah, I'm runnin' through all these blue bands
[Chrous]
Hold up, get him gone in a minute
You started this, I ain't stoppin' til it's finished
Fucked on a foreign girl, I think that she finnish
And I ain't gon stop scamming til I'm damn dead
Or I'm not gonna stop til I'm damn rich
Glock 19 on me, it be doing damage
I called him candle, the way he got damn lit
Yeah they mad at me, they be salty like a cracker, Ritz