[Intro]
N***as what’s up
Uh, n***as what’s up

[Verse 1]
N***a wanna talk hot, pussy n***a whats up
And I got my gun on me n***a imma bust one
He turned into a trackstar, he swore that he wouldn't run
Yeah, I rolled a fat blunt n***a, yeah i'm smokin runtz
N***a when i'm up, yeah, im finna cop a bentley truck
Finna hit the skatepark, carhart jeans and some chucks
She said she love me, n***a I don't give a fuck
Shot clock game winner bitch u know i'm clutch
Half court full court, I had to throw it up
Smoke too much, I think i'm finna start throwing up

[Verse 2]
If you worried about me, n***a don't worry about me
Imma be alright don't worry about me
And I know some n***as that'll kill about it
And I know some n***as that'll kill about me
And if you gon' talk hot, you better be about it
If you gon' talk hot, you better be about it
And i dont give a fuck, imma go up
And i'm just hoping that my life go well
Smoking za' shit, you know that shit gon' smell
And if i get locked up, then I won't tell