[Chorus]
She gon' chill with me
I'm gon' chill with her

[Verse 1]
On my G shit, all my smoke weed-less
Out here making loosies, baby you can keep this
Put me on the juice no, homie I don't need this
She sweeter than a fruit cup, and wetter than the sea is
On a jet, I told the pilot not to ever land
Or at least until I make myself a better man
Which'll prolly be never so I'ma keep flight
I seen hazards in the left lane, I guess I'll keep right

[Chorus]
She gon' chill with me
I'm gon' chill with her

[Verse 2]
Bring the drums back
I'm back in the back macking on her fine ass
And it's black in the tint, back whеn I was in class
When I stacked all my plans, sitting in the way back
Hit thе track, leaving runners and the dust at my back
Matter fact, I remember coach said I had a knack
For the game, so I guess I had a lil' fallback
Run it back, now I'm in the service on the same track
Passing everyone in front of me, success is my crack