[Verse 1]
Who the f** these n***as think they higher, flyer then
Hotter than a fireman, if I want her then I fly her in
[?] I finny spend some tires (racks)
I finna shake the parlor hand [?]
[?]
Free T-Slick he want a hot b**h hotter than a fireman
They say I'm going' crazy, well put me on a flyer then
We make it rain in this b**h they gone' need some rooms
Boy play crazy in this b**h gonna lose some [?]
Boy play crazy in this b**h we gon' shoot (n***a)
Smokin' on the pound, got 448 up in the booth
Ridin' in a rari and it [?] like soup
[?] on my face blocking' haters in the room
Only thing young n***a don't wear is a suit
She ain't no clothes the only thing I see is her tattoos (thot)
[?] sweater, Louis bag when I walk in the room