[Intro]
What the fuck are you talking about, okay?
I'm your partner, okay?
You're not gonna trust me with that kind of thing
Who the fuck are you gonna trust?

[Verse]
Pull up on the scene, baby in them G-Stars
I'm up in a SRT it go fast
I'm ridin' around, 12 on my ass
That boy want that smoke, and I draw my flag
They tried to get Bentley but he did not die
B-Bitch, I'm D1, yeah, we divine
Tried to run down, put him to the sky
G2 make him go bye-bye
(Lil' Bitch, ha-ha)
In the comments, yeah, these n***as be cappin'
All black SRT, feel just like batman
I run it up, and then I hit Saks man
I walk into Neiman, yeah, wit' them racks man
I told that n***a [?], just like batman
N***as so broke, man, they be just cappin'
Just look at my chain, thеy lookin' like liquid
G2, hit that boy in his liquid
I'm in the cut and we got hoеs gonna pull up-up-up
In the army, keep in a pole-pole-pole
Can't fuck with you, 'cause you talk to the po'-po'-po'
And no lil' n***a, you not my bro-bro-bro
(It's Yung Bans and y'all better know I'm fuckin' wit' Sureal Gang)
Ha
Smokin' gas in the 'BnB
I walk in n***a, tons of chains on me
Mob wit' a perc', n***a, now I can't see
N***as broke and I'm just like, obviously
I walk in the party and I got them racks on me
I'm up in the H, but I got the packs wit' me
We up and left, boy, ain't no catchin' me