(BOY) I pick it up when they call me I charge it all to my wrist x 4 Boy get the jigs Finessing the b**h Foreign my kicks Wait Rentals I race Tuck in my lace I can not trip Wait Curry my aim I need the range I'm in the paint Wait Im from the ends I need my ends Cannot pretend Wait Hop in my car I'll take you far I'm from the rhode I'll let it go n***as they hate it Act like I made it b**hes I dated Know that I made them x 2 (INDICA) I pick it up, when they call me I hang it up, when they answer Sorry I don't have no manner Kick a b**h out, not romantic Diamonds diamonds, on me dancing In the hills all in the mansion All these women want a answer I f** her best friend like right after I charge it up to my wrist I got the d** in my fist I way too drunk, off the sh**s Finessing finessing I'm fit We gone just f** and that's it She mixing & moving her hips I'm way too drunk off the lique x 3 (BOY) I pick it up when they call me I charge it all to my wrist x 4