[Chorus]
Walk up in this bitch, I light a blunt and then I flick it quick
Roll a couple more, I lock the trunk and shut the doors
Fuckboys at my home, pointing me a fucking tone
Better back up off my shit, I'll grab your neck and make a slit
Walk up in this bitch, I light a blunt and then I flick it quick
Roll a couple more, I lock the trunk and shut the doors
Fuckboys at my home, pointing me a fucking tone
Better back up off my shit, I’ll grab your neck and make a slit

[Verse 1]
Risen out the crypt
Coming out the fucking tomb
Getting nervous while I spit
Bitch, you know how we do
Whipping out the back
Couple bricks I gotta stack
In the walls, in the floors
Underneath the fucking porch
Sell' em by the dozen
Heavy ready, see me stunting
They just start to leave by running
But they never see me coming
Creeping in the street
Coming from the underneath
Motherfuckers talk
Now your body's drawn in chalk, ho
[Chorus]
Walk up in this bitch, I light a blunt and then I flick it quick
Roll a couple more, I lock the trunk and shut the doors
Fuckboys at my home, pointing me a fucking tone
Better back up off my shit, I’ll grab your neck and make a slit
Walk up in this bitch, I light a blunt and then I flick it quick
Roll a couple more, I lock the trunk and shut the doors
Fuckboys at my home, pointing me a fucking tone
Better back up off my shit, I'll grab your neck and make a slit

[Verse 2]
Run your fucking mouth
I'm the one they talk about
I'm the subject of discussion
Puffing blunts with my cousin
Bought a couple grams
Flip' em quick because I can
Bitches wanna know my addy
Bitches tryna get up at me
I don't give a fuck about' em
I'll just leave’ em stuck and shoutin
That I never talk about’ em
I'll just go and walk around’ em
Ain't got shit to say
Making sure nothing remains
I'm the one you meet
When you're dead inside the sheets
[Chorus]
Walk up in this bitch, I light a blunt and then I flick it quick
Roll a couple more, I lock the trunk and shut the doors
Fuckboys at my home, pointing me a fucking tone
Better back up off my shit, I’ll grab your neck and make a slit
Walk up in this bitch, I light a blunt and then I flick it quick
Roll a couple more, I lock the trunk and shut the doors
Fuckboys at my home, pointing me a fucking tone
Better back up off my shit, I'll grab your neck and make a slit