Let the band play

Yeah

Yeah

Love get you killed (Aye)

Hustlin' get you mills (Aye)

Hate, I can't feel (Aye)

Franklin on my bills (Aye)

Pints come with seals (Aye)

Bitches love pills (Aye)

You call me too many times back-to-back, bitch, chill

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Her head super sloppy (Damn)

My wrist super rocky (Damn)

Pull up like, "What's poppin'?" (Damn)

SRT slidin' (Damn)

And the trunk knockin' (Damn)

Coffee cup, no coffee (Damn)

They want me in a coffin (Damn)

But I just keep on ballin' (Damn)

I just keep on ballin' (Damn)

I just keep on ballin' (Damn)

They watch me and they copy (Damn)

Nine-eleven topless (Damn)

Always shoppin' (Damn)

Told her bring it back, replay like a disc jockey

Bring it back

Love get you killed (Aye)

Hustlin' get you mills (Aye)

Hate, I can't feel (Aye)

Franklin on my bills (Aye)

Pints come with seals (Aye)

Bitches love pills (Aye)

You call me too many times back-to-back, bitch, chill

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, bitch, wait (Damn)

A pimp eatin' steak (Damn)

First of all, don't blow up my phone

Bitch, you outta place (Damn)

Never chased a bitch

Too busy makin' deposits at Chase (Damn)

Light my blunt and skate (Skrrt)

Never asked for nothin'

Where I'm from, we liked to take (Damn)

Ridin' the coupe down Alison

Made a left on Airways (Damn)

Pulled up at the Dixie Queen

And got a milkshake (Damn)

Dolph, remember you used to serve me back in the day? (Damn)

You used to fuck with my cousin Tiffany from The Haven (Damn)

Big booty Tiffany, bruh, you moved her to Cartersville (Damn)

She said she used to get three boxes a week just where she lived (Damn)

Aye, gimme my food, ****, I'm gone (I'm gone, bruh)

Fuck wrong with this ****? He trippin' (Damn)

He called this stupid ass bitch my ho, been out here tellin' my business (Damn)

****, you dumb as hell (What you mean?)

Did you love her? (Nah)

Did you fuck her? (Nah)

You made six hundred bands just off that bitch in one summer

Damn, you right, hell yeah, I love her, ha, hey

I'll fuck around and call Tiffany, give her a hundred (A hundo)

Just because I'm that real, ****, it ain't nothin' (Nothin')

At least she ain't tell a fuck **** that she was fuckin' (Ha)

Luckily, the man upstairs, yeah, he really love me (On God)

Yeah, I'ma keep it real, that shit coulda got ugly (On God)

But it didn't, bitch, so I'm in the hood stuntin' (Aye)

Love get you killed (Aye)

Hustlin' get you mills (Aye)

Hate, I can't feel (Aye)

Franklin on my bills (Aye)

Pints come with seals (Aye)

Bitches love pills (Aye)

You call me too many times back-to-back, bitch, chill

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up