[Chorus]
Got a Glock on my hip, the clip can’t fit in my pocket
He tryna be me, tell ‘em stop it
When she get in her feelings, I get cocky, she tryna stop me
But she cannot cop me, she will never cop these
My neck too freezy, huh
It’s just a modern day like Jeezy, huh
My hotel sleazy, huh
Something ‘bout just don’t click, huh
Whatever, whenever, I pull up with a stick, huh?
Uh-uh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’ma catch a body if you get too close
I shut my trap down when they open doors
Say you want beef, throw that all on the floor
Shoes calfskin, call me Christian Dior
Ask if I got three on me, give me more, I want four
Tryna get the bag, endeavor
I’m a pirate, sail away, loot the bag, keep the score
Keep the change, Oscar
I ain’t falling for your pranks, I’ma keep it going
Don’t care what you don’t wanna see, I’ma just keep showing
Choppa got bread, keep on loafing
I’ll buss the clip, in my loafers
Filled up the bank with filthy lucre
Got more steak than Peter Luger’s
Cooking up in the bando, Nancy Fuller
Okay, hold on a minute, I’m not a cooker
But you still get the point, yup, the tenor
I’ll trap in trap house, like Tina, (Turner)
Don’t care what you got, ‘cause my pockets fuller
Don’t care ‘bout the direction, I’ll pull her
[Chorus]
Got a Glock on my hip, the clip can’t fit in my pocket
He tryna be me, tell ‘em stop it
When she get in her feelings, I get cocky, she tryna stop me
But she cannot cop me, she will never cop these
My neck too freezy, huh
It’s just a modern day like Jeezy, huh
My hotel sleazy, huh
Something ‘bout just don’t click, huh
Whatever, whenever, I pull up with a stick, huh?
Uh-uh, yeah

[Verse 2]
Verse 2, I had to come back for this
Had to run track, for this
Give me my map, like ArcGIS, flint and steel, I’ma spark it
New whip, just parked it, tell ya dawg, why he barking?
Kel-Tec s-s-stay barking, put out my fire, she stomped it, uh
Okay, Icky Vicky, get sticky, in the whip, keeping my glizzy with it
Got a bottle of Henny, and rocking an outfit of Fendi with it
Long Johns my silver, keep attacking my liver
If ya got Hep C, raise your hands if you with me
‘Cause I mean, it could get dangerous if your ever caught rocking with me
Off the juice, caught the coupe, with a football head
Two blows to the head, now you know he dead
If you heard me, then you know what I said
And um
I’m an oversized black Stewie, need Super Bowl season
Steak up, cake up, wait up, need to be safer, need the seasoning?
I just be going crazy, no reason, uh
I go cold like seasons, mmh
Winter, spring, summer, fall
We all hear when the birds call, and the bugs crawl
When we too lit, so they all know how we ball
Whenever we too high, they all fall
We never knew how far how we’d make it, until I wrote this song
[Chorus]
Got a Glock on my hip, the clip can’t fit in my pocket
He tryna be me, tell ‘em stop it
When she get in her feelings, I get cocky, she tryna stop me
But she cannot cop me, she will never cop these
My neck too freezy, huh
It’s just a modern day like Jeezy, huh
My hotel sleazy, huh
Something ‘bout just don’t click, huh
Whatever, whenever, I pull up with a stick, huh?
Uh-uh, yeah