[Hook x2]
Let a n***a try Quees, try Quees
We gon k** his whole muhf**in family
And I ain't playin with nobody
f** around and imma get ya body
[Verse 1]
b**h I bought a 9, not a 40
Be the snitch, then we takin shmoney
n***as know I'm on it, I on it
I really mean it, I'm so unimportant
Give [?] a tommy for all you dummies
Leave his main b**h wet and horny
You a oldhead, you spent all ya money
Pulled straight up off the lot, put a pic on IG
I hate fake b**hes, imma realist
Got so many shoes, you should see my closet
Rock that all black when we really mobbin
Hop out like Snoop, we ain't cripwalkin
f** is y'all sayin? b**h my hood love me
Wesley Chapel Road, real n***as know me
I been out my mind since they k**ed [?]
Free my brother Gylon, man he just called me
All these hoes love me, can't get em off me
Only hit it one time, she won't stop callin
FYB, that's still the squad, long time comin
Poppin bottles, VIP, know yo hoe comin
Even when I wasn't signed, I was still that n***a
n***as see me, ridin round with C. Breezy, Lambo speeding
Mind full of money, got yo b**h full of seamen
Gettin all this money, fightin all these f**in demons
Turn yo b**h into a relay, no track meet
Have you singin like Maria, you f** with my family
n***as steady hatin but they got em watchin
$10,000, took my momma shoppin
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
b**h I signed to Baby, no diapers
Leave you with a sh**bag, big diapers
I want more weed, and less liquor
Leave your girl around me, then I'm probably gon hit her
Signed to Cash Money last month
Got a lotta money, I'm boutta stunt
Imma young stunna, big blunts
You can have a taste, if you want
I'm my own shooter, I ain't gotta run
[Hook x2]