[Intro]
(I...)
(I-I love you)

[Verse 1]
I just spent some bands on some shit I'on even need
Yeah, I walk up in the store and I buy everything
N***as mad as fuck, get yo' bands up
I got bands, yeah
Might whack yo' mans, yeah
That Glock don't jam, nah
Yo' bih' my fan (AHHHHhhhh...)
You tote that Glock, you ran
My new ho bad, ten
Fuck n***a, stop lackin'
Run up on that pussy boy, left it tragic (AHHHH-)
N***a broke as fuck, that's why he dick ride
Off the gas, I BEEN high
Fuck yo' man's, he BEEN dieddd (AHHHHhhhh...)
I'on got no time, like, why you tellin' lies?
See that shit right through yo' eyes
Bad ho finna ride, ride

[Verse 2]
Where yo' cash at?
Where yo' bag at?
Caught yo' man's, he lack-lack (AHHHHhhhh...)
Blowin' dope, that fat pack
Yeahhh, put yo' man's up in a fat pack
Yeahhh, bitch, I kill shit like I'm Mad Max (AHHHHhhhh...)
Fuck n***a steady hatin'
Fuckin' triеd, he a bitch
.45 hit his shit (AHHHHhhhh...)
Fuck y'all n***as, y'all fake as shit
Fuck y'all n***as, y'all lame as shit
Turn it off, put it up in a ditch
Ran down and his ass got hit (AHHHHhhhh...)
Man down, you is not on shit
I knеw yo' ass was a bitch
Broke n***a, fake Rick
Tryna blow, patience
You can't do my flow, shut the fuck up, lil' bro
I been gettin' this dope
N***as mad & they broke
Yeah, yeahhh
[Outro: Marrgielaa]
(He flops everytime he puts them random ass n***as on his shit)
(N***a put somebody named Spoof on his tape, that is the craziest shit I've ever seen, bruh)
(That n***a put a n***a named Spoof on his fuckin' tape, like, I can't even say that shit with a straight face, bruh)
('Cause-, yeahhh, Spoof is gon' go crazy! Let's be for real...)