It's a Wayne beat

**** finna meet Jesus drinkin' fake juice

We're with White Grease today

**** finna meet Jesus drinkin' fake juice

You drinkin' fake drink, man, I hate you

You ain't met an M yet, I'm finna make two

We gon' shake the street when we shake through

That **** in the joint smokin' K2

When we shake through, we gotta shake through

You drinkin' fake drink, man, I hate you

He drunk some fake drink and met Jesus

I got a lot of dog shit, I gotta pay too

I got money too, I gotta scram too

I gotta gaffel too

Stop worryin' 'bout my life, this what rappers do

Like a pint a day

You know I gotta go outfit 5K

You know I can do this shit five times a day

But like, five times a week

I ain't take a break

We on some quick shit, eatin' steak and shake

I know where the spot at, I could break your face

Who know, where some fuckin' Wock at? I'll pay up to eight, or maybe nine

We was finna blow this hellcat up, but it was Baby Tryin'

Damn, what up gang?

I don't ever tuck my tail, let's my nuts hang

I paid for the BBL, she got her butt made

Shit, do your thang, baby girl, she got her butt paid

I only get bitches money 'cause I wanna fuck one day

Like I swear to God I really get my number away

He ridin' 'round with the biggest job, I felt like number eight

She pulled up with a wagon **** and nothin' ain't

I ain't even hit yesterday, I wanna fuck today

I ain't at the B crib, I'm at the duct—

I wanna pop a **** up, we finna make some **** duck today

I swear to God, bro, you can't duck a K

It's Brodie on the left, you go the other way

I'm with Jay, I'm just glad I woke up to see another day

He'll jump out the backseat with Kay, that's why I fuck with Tay

When you think about it, when the day end

I need some motherfuckin' thirties, bro, I just took eight tens

Today is not workin'

This new lean drinker just asked me, "Is snap purple?"

Of course it is

I ain't never bought Balenciaga's, I'm a Forces head

If we had to make a pick, I ain't gon' lie, my choice was red

Like glass red

She wanna take a mirror pic, she got her ass did

She ain't even cookin', why her house smell like crab legs?

She said her pussy started drippin' wet when I grabbed her leg

When she seen my watch

She instantly ate meat when she seen my cock, yeah

And she knew this shit wasn't gon' be sweet when she seen my Glock

She thought I was on tip 'cause she seen my chop

Like, "Why you got two guns in here?"

I gotta be on point for one of them zone six **** runnin' here

It's a weight limit, Big Pun in here

'Rari truck, 850, I'm buyin' one this year

These earrings make the headphone hurt my fuckin' ear

These bitches hit so hard, they be sayin', "Bling," I can't fuckin' hear

Like the earrings be sayin', "Bling," all day

Like you can just hear it ringin' in your head, like

Like, "Bling"

These bitches hit so hard, you can hear the sound