[Intro]
Hold my d**,Hold my d**...
b**h I'm going in...
[Hook x2]
Hold my d**, Hold my d**
b**h I'm going in
These n***as ain't your friends
These n***as ain't your kin
They talking bout me, talking bout me
Talking bout the kid
I run up in your sh**, then I had to regulate
[Verse 1]
I don't even roll my weed, your b**h roll that sh** for me
Mix the Fanta with the lean, call that sh** Robitussin
And I keep a bad b**h, ain't None Of Them ugly
Hold my d**, Hold my d**, b**h I'm going in
These n***as ain't your friends, these n***as ain't your kin
They talking bout me, talking bout me, talking bout the kid
I run up in your sh**, then I had to regulate
Vintage Mob on sight, all we do is terminate
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
I had to regulate, I smoke that medicate
I mean that medical, y'all n***as federal
I'm way ahead of ya, put her schedule
Keep it professional
I don't even count my money, have your ho count it for me
I don't even roll my trees, have your b**h roll it for me
Deuce deuce hanging off the roof
Dolla be the truth, came through, n***a what it do?
Y'all n***as through
[Hook x2]