(Hook)
None of my n***as is stressing
Keeping that heat with suppression
f** n***a who is you testing
None of my n***as is stressing x3
(Verse)
Call up lil shorty
Bring the 40
Where ya at
Ex b**h mad cause she just text me and I ain't even text her back
I can't stress about a chick Imma just leave her in the past
New one blowing up my line she wanna know just where I'm at
Put some stack in my hands boy and i don't know how to act
Broke boy heated cause He see me out here running up some stacks (yeah)
Cash out with a check throw another in the stash
Ain't no way a b**h will ever make me go up in my bag (nah)
(Hook)
None of my n***as is stressing
Keeping that heat with suppression
f** n***a who is you testing
None of my n***as is stressing x3
(verse)
I got what you want
I eat these beats like they lunch
She be rolling off a blunt
Don't want s** hoe just want top
Bro gone bring the wax
Know I got the boof pack
All these hoes like who that
Gold got em like who that
You think we from the streets
Cause we don't know how to act
Told ole girl she can't drink this
Cause she can't handle all this act
Shooters on my side give em a band to drop your a**
I be flexing
I ain't stressing
What you repping
Keep it stepping
All white tesla
I'm up next
Out here juggin we finesse
Yea Imma Young lord and I put that on my set
Designer on my waist
Only let the best around my dick
It only hold 30 but I got another clip