[Intro]
B-B-Big Los on the track, boy
Get over here

[Verse 1]
Smoking doinkey packs, all these blunts, I feel conceited
Yeah, I fucked your main thot, she the quickest semen eater
Come our way, the guap your meter
Pour that eighth in this two-liter
Stand up straight, I cannot hear you
Worth some guap, you can't come near
Bitches want to fuck me now
All these lames be oppin' now
Long ass clip, that thirty, pow
Run up on me, knock you down
This foreign car, this foreign thot
Go 'head, bend over, pop that twat
This Rari revvin', top get dropped
If that's your pint, go pop that top
Smokin' Thrax, come run that back
Put that pussy by my lap
This Euro bitch, the fuck she at?
I'm high as fuck, no lookin' back
I see the opp, got thirty mag
Thirty shells, no time to lack
This foreign car go foreign-fast
Foreign bitch off dope or flask
Bounce that ass and stay in place
This money comin' everyday
All this Act, can't feel my face
I'm smokin' dope, I'm feelin' great
Thot 'bout get up off my face
Only tend these Fendi frames
My ego big, my bitch look great
These no-name brands, stay out my face
[Chorus]
Smoked about a half a pound, I think I smoked a bit too much
Poured myself a pint of lean, I think I drank a bit too much
Been ran through a dozen ho's, I think I flexed a bit too much
All designer logo clothes, I know [?] but not enough
Smoked about a half a pound, I think I smoked a bit too much
Poured myself a pint of lean, I think I drank a bit too much
Been ran through a dozen ho's, I think I flexed a bit too much
All designer logo clothes, I know [?] but not enough

[Verse 2]
All these smartphones pagin' me
I'm juggin', blood, don't label me
I'm smashin' ho's, I'm snatchin' yours
Go 'head, pop Xans and bust it low
They didn't like me, want me now
Pullin' up, they all like, "Wow"
Long-ass clip, pronounce it, pow
I'm eatin' now, I'm gainin' pounds
Ski mask on, these all-black tints
My squad gon' fuck then drop that bitch
No time for shit, we gon' get rich
I'm worth some bands, this jugg boy shit
​iPhone boomin', makin' hits
Sneak dissin' gon' get you lit
My bando guarded by some pits
Y'all Twitter lames ain't 'bout this shit
Come correct, don't cross me wrong
Smokin' dope, this foreign strong
Got your thot, she stupid sprung
I'm off six Xans, my words go long
Buzzin' now, I think I'm hot
Spot an opp, smoke him, like, pop
[?] four-fours, bet you won't pop
I know you pussy, boy, don't front
Suck me up, gon' make me bust
This money comin', not enough
Bust it down and double up
This no flex zone, so back on up
Foreign engine revvin' up
This Cali dope, I'm hot as fuck
Lame ass thot, move 'round from us
Extendo clip gon' drop 'em off
[Chorus]
Smoked about a half a pound, I think I smoked a bit too much
Poured myself a pint of lean, I think I drank a bit too much
Been ran through a dozen ho's, I think I flexed a bit too much
All designer logo clothes, I know [?] but not enough
Smoked about a half a pound, I think I smoked a bit too much
Poured myself a pint of lean, I think I drank a bit too much
Been ran through a dozen ho's, I think I flexed a bit too much
All designer logo clothes, I know [?] but not enough