[PART I]

[Verse 1]
Go to sleep and forget it, wake up and regret it
Lifestyle fast, where the fuck am I headed?
Got me thinking that I'm finna die any second
Can't walk outside, a n***a just might get me
Look both sides of my shoulders and I stay ready
YVNGXWORLD on my shoulders and the weight heavy
Paranoid, go to sleep, mad 'cause you ain't text me
Pop my shit, "I'm not him" what you can't tell me
Zaza pack, I can't tap if it ain't smelly
The IRS, they want half 'cause I make money
Seventeen, that's just saying something
What you mean get the bass stumpin'?

[PART II]

[Verse 2]
(Yuh, yuh-yuh, bllt-bllt, yuh-yuh, bllt-bllt, yuh-yuh, bllt-bllt, yuh-yuh, bllt-bllt, yuh-yuh, blit-blit)
We back insidе of this bitch (We back)
She back it up like a truck (On God)
I crash insidе of a ditch (Skrt)
I hit the dash, Chrissy hit a run
Who let the bad bitches hit the blunt?
Now I got lipstick, on my runtz
Hollow-tip distict pack a punch
Bitch, I'm equipped wit' different guns
(fllt,fllt,grllt,bllt) Bitch, you're done
Kick-flip, hit a trick, I stunt
Set trips I know Crips & Bloods
Get the drop, take a trip and dump
Hell no, West Coast, [?] hit me up
Beat the pot with my elbow, I'm whippin' up
I rock Crocs and the shell toe, I'm fly as fuck
Call up gang from the jail phone, I say "Wassup"
D-Plug, what it do? Name Breezo, what it do?
I go three ho's coming through
Cockin' back, reload, let it boom
[?] to the moon
Two years ago I was on a Zoom
Ran up six figures in my dirty room
Now I'm fucking bitches up in Cancun
Now it ain't a bitch that I can't do
Nowadays I pick but I can't choose
Steppin' into Rick's, shit's brand new
Give her to the gang, get her ran through
I dived inside the crowd like a pool
At night I'm outside with the wolf
Got rich then stop trying up in school
My wrist start flooding diamonds and jewels
(wooooohooo)
Yall n***a's not famous
I got fat pockets
That mean im Rod Wavin'
My phone on DND, you hit me up I'ma call later
We could talk later, middle finger my haters
She ride AMG's in my brain, she a mind race
You get yo' get back today, I get mine later
Stuff the tiki, zaza inside my paper
Pull up after the show I got time later
She runnin' it, she bombin' it
I'm lovin' it, I'm bombin' it
I'm [?] it, I'm lovin' it
The cannon, the stick got a drum on it
If Im not havin' fun, [?]