[Intro]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(808 Mafia)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse]
Uh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Run up the racks 'til I'm tired
Uh, ayy, uh, yeah, uh
I smoke this weed 'til I'm fried
Uh, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Fuck on your bitch, I just might
Uh, ayy, uh
She wanna have a threesome, yeah, she say that she bi
Uh, ayy, uh, ayy, yeah
Don't be mad at me though, uh
Be mad at your ho, yeah
We know she on go, yeah
She know she on go, yeah
We know she on go, yeah
We know she on go, yeah
I ain't know that's your ho, yeah
All my n***as on go, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my n***as, they throwеd, yeah
Try me and we up thеm poles, yeah
I got Ps but it ain't for the low
Bitch wanna fuck me, yeah, I tell her let's go
I'm pourin' up lean, I'm movin' slow
She rushin' me, she off the blow
Ain't want me back then but then I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
Glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah
I glowed up, yeah, yeah