Lyrics from Snippet

[Intro]
Woo-ooo-woo
Woo-ooo-woo
Woo-ooo
Yeah

[Chorus]
This shit good over here if you ask me
Why she smokin' on gas in the backseat?
Boy was down and they didn't wanna tap in
Fuck them n***as, that money my best friend (Fuck them)
Flyin' in space like a Jetson
Black is my fit when I'm dressin'
Got your back on my kicks so i step in
Been in the cut with my dead friends, yeah yeah
...

[Verse]
…
Tell them critics to shut the fuck up (Go)
Lil’ Faygo finna cut the fuck up (Go)
My n***as they ready for what (Grr) (Yeah)
Like a check they gon’ run the fuck up (Yeah)
Take control, we not tryna’ fuck up (Boom)
Take control of the whip or that—
…
N***as be hatin’, for what? (What?)
You don’t like me, well n***a what’s up? (What’s up?)
I been tryna’ keep this shit coolin’ (Okay)
But they tryna’ play me like I’m stupid (No no)
Got them racks in the back of my ksubi’s (Oh oh)
Ain’t no talking, what else we gon do—