[Intro]
(Things aren't that simple)
(Things aren't that simple)
Ayy
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Y'all can't fuck with me, y'all can't fuck with me
Trappin' overseas, count 'bout forty G's
Jeep Grand Cherokee rollin' six deep
It's five girls, hah, and lil' old me
Money counter go "brrr" until it beep
I've been, I've been sippin' syrup, shawty off a bean
Ayy, roll a o' of doja through a Swisher sweet
Ayy, dead presidents, that's what's reppin' me
Crack a Swisher, half a cigarillo in the ashtray
[?] and some girls screamin' "Splash Gang"
Intermissions I've been rollin' doobies in the fast lane
In the homicide Camaro like I'm fuckin' Bruce Wayne
Rap game, bat mane
Two cups, sippin' drank
Two blunts to the face
Big bands, blue flame
Tell your homie he don't know me, he a phony
If he ain't got my money, we gon' bust with that pistol, yeah
[Chorus]
Hop up in the whip, I said, "Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt"
Got two iPhones and a quarter ounce of purp
Got two white hoes and you know they gonna twerk, ayy
Box logo, that's Supreme up on my shirt, ayy
Bape camo, that's an ape all on my shirt
Yeah, big booty hoe in a lil' mini skirt, ayy
Keep a low pro', smokin' dope and sippin' syrup
Hit the seven to eleven, mixin' codeine with the Slurpee

[Verse 2]
Ayy, poppin' bottles
Surpassin' all my idols
It was nothin' man, never idle
I'm goin' in, yeah, I pull the title
Yeah, I ain't seen shit, hand up on the Bible
(Things aren't that simple)
Ayy, yeah, I hit him with the rifle
Ayy, ayy, I hit him with the rifle
Ayy man, woah
Yeah, what's up?
(Things aren't that simple)

[Chorus]
Hop up in the whip, I said, "Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt"
Got two iPhones and a quarter ounce of purp
Got two white hoes and you know they gonna twerk, ayy
Box logo, that's Supreme up on my shirt, ayy
[Outro]
(Things aren't that simple)