(Y-y-you're in 7's world)

(Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (what?), ayo (what?)

Bookoo hoes, bookoo pape, bookoo drugs came straight out the pharmacy

I just smacked me a hoe had to owe you (had to owe you)

**** bitches on bro called the popo

On my Glock it's a dick no homo

I point 762 at yo afro (yo afro)

Why you play with me? Give you a halo (a halo)

I just met that lil hoe at the bando (the bando)

Tell her fuck me right over that money (that money)

Tell her fuck me right over that money (fuck me right over the-)

When you talkin' 'bout that pape', I'ma junkie

Young Marcus had nothin', I turn it to somethin'

Put a tip on my stick, but it's really a drum

That boy is a bitch, he really a bum

I'm finna start holding my tongue, these opp **** bappin, they lyin bout all of them drills I'm tellin you

In the backseat made love to my drac (my drac)

It's all black that's my baby okay? (okay?)

Finger fuckin' I'm jamming the trigger (the trigger)

Where them bullets had hit, you remember (you remember)

Every girl know I got that bitch on me (that bitch on me)

It was me and my drac I was lonely (I was alone)

You can't get on my line cause you phony (you phony)

Me and Yotti gon pop out with ponies (yo)

In the spot, know we havin all type of shit

In the spot, know we havin all type of stuff

On the back of my gun, it's illegal stuff

Type of shit that's gon make yo ass give it up

I like bitches that come round on green shit

She gon bring in her friends, and her friends

She gon bring in her friends, and her friends (her friends)

Tryna see if she gon bring all em over

Bookoo hoes, bookoo pape, bookoo drugs came straight out the pharmacy

I just smacked me a hoe had to owe you (had to owe you)

**** bitches on bro called the popo (the popo)

On my Glock it's a dick no homo (no homo)

I point 762 at yo afro (yo afro)

Why you play with me? Give you a halo (a halo)

I just met that lil hoe at the bando (the bando)

Tell her fuck me right over that money (that money)

Tell her fuck me right over that money (fuck me right over the-)

When you talkin' 'bout that pape', I'ma junkie

Young Marcus had nothin', I turn it to somethin'

Put a tip on my stick, but it's really a drum

That boy is a bitch, he really a bum (bum)

I'm finna start holding my tongue, these opp **** bappin, they lyin bout all of them drills I'm tellin you (lyin bout all of them drills)

(tellin you)

(I'm tellin you)

(I'm tellin you)