[Intro]
Surf Gang, bitch
Yeah, she wanna be with me (Oh)
Pasto Flocco, yeah
She wanna be with me, oh, yeah
Pasto Flocco, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
She wanna be with me, 'cause I got some money
She say she like my energy, all the way like 360
My lover walked in high pristine
My heart so cold, like lower than 30 degrees
You better have respect for me
Or you can just stop texting me

[Verse 1]
Anti-social n***a, yeah, I don’t wanna talk
Fuck drip, see the sauce when I walk
Bitch I bang shit, bitch, I feel like the Hulk
My pockets, they fat, no [?], Rick Ross
I had to deady your shorty, she gross
She planned on killing me, Murder She Wrote
Shorty, she stroke, she gotta go
So I had to blow
[Chorus]
She wanna be with me, 'cause I got some money
She say she like my energy, all the way like 360
My lover walked in, “Hi, Christine”
My heart so cold, like lower than 30 degrees
Yeah, lower than 30 degrees

[Verse 2]
I’ma play with her life, Xbox
Ain’t talkin' no GTA
Fuck school, fuck a GPA
We just hit a stain, need some bleach today
Fuck 'em up like a crease today
Ballin' on 'em like Rudy Gay
She like [?] with a groupie stain
I’ma pass you to my mans, Alley-oopie, ayy
Turn into Hovier
Jeans, yeah, yeah, they Ksubi, yeah
I’m movin' my body like Uzi, yeah
Pull up to the spot, make a movie, ayy

[Chorus]
She wanna be with me, 'cause I got some money
She say she like my energy, all the way like 360
My lover walked in, “Hi, Christine”
My heart so cold, like lower than 30 degrees
Lower than 30 degrees, yeah
[Outro]
Lower than 30 degrees, yeah
Lower than 30 degrees, yeah
Yeah, Pasto Flocco, yeah
Yeah, yeah