[Verse 1: yuke]
Send that n***a up with my rocket
Walking out the trap bands falling out my pocket
See some jeans I fuck with n***a I'ma cop it
Taking flicks with them pretty hoes I'ma still crop it
A young n***a wearing trues but my n***as rocking Robin's
K2 gon run up in his crib blow that bitch up like Bin Laden
Ask for the location pussy n***a getting dropped
Every time a hoe see my flicks they be tryna lock it
And my clique yeah it's closed up n***a like a locket

[Verse 2: pinkblxxd]
Yeah, pull up with a heart shaped bag Polly Pocket
Yeah, shawty with my shotty yeah you know she gonna cock it
N***as wanna be us I make em frown like a socket
I'm in my Louie V tee, I don't rock no supreme
N***a I be off that blow I don't need caffeine
Got this gold on my neck and this silver in my teeth
Me and my n***as we get high off the DMT
Me and yuke in this bitch we gon kill yo team
Yuh, n***as tryna fight me
N***a you can't get with us
Do you like you Rosa I'ma kick you off this fuckin bus
(Damn that was outta pocket [the fuck n***a??>] my fault)
Hold up n***a we gon shoot you with a rifle no assault
N***as actin like some teenage bitches they some grown adults
N***as actin like they vamps and I'ma pull out garlic salt
Yeah I'm pullin out the glocky and it's in my fuckin vault
Yeah, cash on me
Got yo bitch, she on her knees
I'ma fuck on this hoe, and her ass is japanese
After that, we get some tea
I don't do this shit for free
I just wanna chill and count bands with my n***a Reid