[Chorus]
I fuck around, put a rack in a zone
Fuckin' that ho, I ain't bringin' her home
N***a's, they callin', ain't pick up the phone
I call my brudda, to tell him, "I'm on" (Flatt)
Big Glock, send that n***a to Rome
Big dog, I just need me a bone
Walk into Choo wit' my bruddas, bitch
I'm finna ball wit' my bruddas, huh? (Flatt, flatt)
I get money, word to mother (Flatt)
Bitch, I'm the top dog, ain't no other, hoe (Top dog)
Pulled off, in that hummer
You know lil' 'Kota fuckin' up the summer
Run up a check, then I get another
Bitches get checked, then we pushin' under, uh

[Verse]
I just might hit up Rodeo, yeah
My bitch, she back in LA though (Ha)
Pussy get knotted like Kayo, yeah
I'm wit' my ho, n***a, Kato, yeah
Spin his crib, look like a Draco, yeah
Big fuckin' chop', it's a Draco, yеah
Hop off the flight, I go right to the stu'
'Cause thеse n***as know that I don't play ho, yeah
I do this shit on my own, yeah
On bro, this shit not a joke, uh-huh (Flatt, flatt)
My wrist, it look like a boat, uh-huh
Hop on the beat, and I float, uh-huh
Tried to push me, but he choked, uh-huh
Tried to push me, but he sold out
Told that bitch she wasn't doin' it right
Now that bitch started usin' her whole mouth
You was supposed to be the realest n***a
How the fuck you turn to a hoe now?
I'm only seventeen, been countin' figures
I'm finna go buy me a home now
That n***a tweakin', he still off them jiggas
Now nobody callin' his phone now
These n***as really be bitchin' in US
I'm finna go fly back to Rome now
I got yo' bitch in the room
I'm in LA, not talkin' Capone, ah
I really been in my zone
I reward myself by buyin' Chrome, ah
Rockin' shit, you get jowned
All this stress shit, leave me alone, ha
Bitch, I been tickin' you on
I don't know what the fuck he be on, ah
[Bridge]
I ain't wit' that
N***as bitch, and I know they be kit-kat
Catch yo' brudda, boy, go get ya' lick back
Me and you, n***a, that shit a miss-match
ARP on my lap, it go, "Clit-Clat"
And that Glock in my hand, it got kickback
I play soccer, yo' ass gettin' kicked back
I ain't lackin', bitch I'm stayin' wit' that
Got yo' ho lil' bro, come get yo' bitch back
In a big body, bitch, I'ma peel off
N***as talkin' 'bout that I done fell off
Pussy n***a, you ain't even been on (What, what)
Disrespectful lil' n***a, get spit on (Ack-Tff)
What you gon' do 'bout it?
How yo' bitch a lil' ho, you ain't knew 'bout it?
Took yo' bitch, and I bought her a new body, hrr

[Chorus]
I fuck around, put a rack in a zone
Fuckin' that ho, I ain't bringin' her home
N***a's, they callin', ain't pick up the phone
I call my brudda, to tell him, "I'm on" (Flatt)
Big Glock, send that n***a to Rome
Big dog, I just need me a bone
Walk into Choo wit' my bruddas, bitch
I'm finna ball wit' my bruddas, huh? (Flatt, flatt)
I get money, word to mother (Flatt)
Bitch, I'm the top dog, ain't no other, hoe (Top dog)
Pulled off, in that hummer
You know lil' 'Kota fuckin' up the summer
Run up a check, then I get another
Bitches get checked, then we pushin' under, uh