[Intro: Alpha Mason]
Yeah yeah yeah ... (repeatedly)
[Hook: Alpha Mason]
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy ooo
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
[Verse 1: Alpha Mason]
Walked in sauce dripped
Styro 4 in
3 Gs blunts lit
See me, park lips
Not far off boy bout to go places
In my own lane I be self racing
Ok
Broke boy get the f** from round me
Pockets low steady always downing
I might catch your down syndrome
Man I'm just trynna be smart about it
Always on a money chase y'all stay lazy
On sidelines quiet coach I been waiting
Ooh
Thinks it's time for me to go get it
In the field Ima slave with it
Tizzy Hendrix when the booth hit
Little boy goin play with it
b**hes b**hes ain't nothing different
With your chest when speaking to me
Sleeping on me ain't sh** to me
They will cheer like Timmy Timmy
Oh
[Bridge: Alpha Mason]
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You b**h feeling me cause I Ohh
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Alpha Mason]
Give me props boy I called it
I don't know where I parked it
2 lightskins got 3 dark skins
Bout to choose who in here have my offspring
b**h
No no palms off my sh**
b**h
Your crew lame this stay Lit
b**h
Crew full of goons, just me n**
Groove how I groove in this b**h
You don't pay bills WHY switch cliques
Patty mouth snout SHUT your lips
Yo boy boy bout get rich
Pockets on palms off my sh**
[Bridge]
[Hook]