[Verse]
Gang, ayy, with the shits, yeah a n***a with the shit
Ayy, servin' out the bag, that's that contraband shit
Ridin' round, write down my tag and you still won't find shit
I just need to love my stick, I would never love a bitch
Poppin' out the fuckin' cut 'cause i wanna shoot up shit
We hit quick licks on the trip, at the QuikTrip wit' yo' bitch
I don't do now fuckin' molly, I will serve it to yo' bitch
And yo' boyfriend hit my phone so I know he ain't servin' shit
I'ma take that n***a shit and take the money out his vault
You talkin' shit you get hit up with the stick its not my fault
St-Still on the run and a n***a can't get caught
Put the burner to his face and he forgot just how to talk
I'm supposed to be famous, still trapping on the bluff
And free all my n***as that was put in handcuffs
With this thirty on me I'ma show you tough love
I only smoke dope, no I don't do no tough drugs
Coolin' in another city with no plug
So I call my plug to hit up another plug
Ayy, hit up Lil Dude for the fucking drugs
Or I'll hit up Scarfo gelato in my lungs