Flrrt, flrrt, I'm overly lit

Top floor, bad bitches in the spot (Yeah)

I'm tryna see which one finna hit

Bounce out from the side, he died

7.6-deuce, a mini-stick, that's a micro Drac'

She text back like, "Boy, you fake"

I done fucked this bitch, boy, you late

I just used to phone her, FaceTime

I ain't gon' cap, lil' shawty fine

Pop a M5 pill, get in that pussy, poke it, porcupine (Eugh, eugh, eugh)

This a bad-ass bitch with good intentions, fuckin' up my mind

Said I wasn't gon' do it, but I did it, fuck up every time

I get high as fuck, oh-so high, two-liter, pour a co' line

These **** cappin' in they raps

These **** cappin' in they rhymes

I ain't gon' cap, lil' bitch, you snapped

This ho trippin', on fan shit

Bitch, don't post me on your Snap'

Just called for some bad shit

She from Cincinnati, white ho, Marilyn Manson

Pop a Perc', I'm activated, in this bitch just dancin' (What? What? What?)

Bitchin' in these streets, oh, that **** must be Francine

Yeah, my bitch a freak, and she suck my dick with passion

Walk down on they skreet, me and bro all black, we matchin'

Boy, what the hell? You pull up with one gram, you talkin' 'bout matchin'?

Send shots, I'm all in traffic, see opp, I let him have it (Boop-boop-boop)

I'll text your boo, he pull up with that Glock then I'ma snatch it

Fuck all they hoes, pick a bitch, the gang done already had it (Already fucked they ho)

Flrrt, flrrt, I'm overly lit

Top floor, bad bitches in the spot (Yeah)

I'm tryna see which one finna hit

Bounce out from the side, he died

7.6-deuce, a mini-stick, that's a micro Drac'

She text back like, "Boy, you fake"

I done fucked this bitch, boy, you late

I just used to phone her, FaceTime

I ain't gon' cap, lil' shawty fine

Pop a M5 pill, get in that pussy, poke it, porcupine (Eugh, eugh, eugh)

This a bad-ass bitch with good intentions, fuckin' up my mind

Said I wasn't gon' do it, but I did it, fuck up every time

Oh-so high, two-liter, four line, four line