[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]