[Verse 1: Starlito] I been sipping lean all day Barely even stand up straight Got this big bank roll Hell no it won't fold so it gotta stand up straight Run it up and re-locate Might like a picture of your hoe page Put her on a jet, man this hoe a mess Come to find out she got no home training My people speak another language I got the plug and my lil' brother slangin' Hit the cup then I get hunger pains If I don't get this money I got no one to blame Know how to get it at least a hundred ways And I don't keep up with the number J's But I used to keep my re-up in a patent leather black and I'm strapped like the number 8's Bad b**h and she won't behave Made eye contact from on the stage Even though I sip this drink, waiting on me to go to sleep, put me on the page,NO Way ? kind of told that, hit me when it hit the count Flipped up on a bigger house I fly em in and kick em out I'm grinding, different route, my lyrics I really live 'em out I'm serious like when Tip came out 30 racks up in my Levis I want to quit but I can't decide Damn near got enough to retire Still will pull up and serve a n***a 3-5 Used to post up by the street sign I hope I never press rewind If so, keep some minutes on my phone Get it gone, Ima be fine If you owe me then I need mine (3x) I meant that sh** I had to say it 3 times