[Instrumental Intro]
[Verse 1]
Pull up, I'm running them pockets. Drop off your b**h at your door (Yeah, yeah). Pull up and whip out my dick, tell your b**h "drop to the floor". Serve em' a sack, he want more. Smoking this gas, I need more. Acting up, asking for more. Check out the f**in' clip on my waste, blow me like kurt and she sniffing c**aine. Said that im dumb? Well, just give me brain. Sipping this lean, she just want a taste. Swiping your b**h while she tug on my buckle. Preme, Apc, Polo fill up my doufell. Benzos in yo b**h, make her wanna cuddle. she call my daddy and my n***as uncle, yeah
[Bridge]
Counting this cash
Can't feel body i think im pa** out
All in the bag
Pull down my mask, fill it up glad now
Dope like my gas
Pushing the peddle, speed it up fast now
Drop pin to yo house
Bullets in your couch
[Verse 2]
b**h i'm still sad off a molly, ey. Mixing the pills in my body, ey. f**ing yo shorty my hobby, ey. Whip in one motion then lock it, yeah. New season drop imma cop it, yeah. Slide thru her hood want cough me, yeah. Choking all on me she gone cough me up. Trynna finesse me gon' cost you, yeah
f** it up, ey
Run it up, yeah
Want more, yeah
Need more, yeah. [x2]