Give me the pussy I eat it pasta bake Eating these bricks help me half awake

Keep downing these scripps till I pass away With your girl n she scream my name

Pull up to the feins in a black Benz Product low re up in the trap dens

My bro be making them stacks, I say sayless

I got bros in the trap, and they gripping that stainless

Yeah I'm chill with them stabbers, so don't

Get it backwards

It's still for the bros so the bros free

Young money got respect like an OG Tryna invest in a chain with some weight

Tryna get me a couple mil in the bank Bag it up, bag it up, bag it up, bag it up

Up in the trap and I'm stacking up Bad little bitch with a fat ass ass

Yeah I love the way she be backing up Is that your girl, she a freak with me

She texting my phone frequently I'm thinking this bitch be obsessed with me

She hitting my phone, speaking sexually

She calling me daddy, no father

Legs up to the roof, she said fuck me harder

Cops come around and we're telling them nada (FTD)

We ain't telling them nada FTD, yeah I'm fresh till death

Bitch, I'm fashion

Had many mad And they sending me threats

What happened?

Brothers moving keys but they ain't play piano

Purple, mix it up with a Faygo Brothers out trapping they counting pesos

They acting all staunch but they soft like

Some play-doh

This real money, no fake notes

We ain't lighting no blunts so we want smoke This real money, no fake notes

We ain't lighting so blunts so we want smoke Up in the trap and I'm stacking it up

Bagging it, bagging it, bagging it up Bad little bitch with a fat ass ass

I love the way she be backing up She backing it up like I'm reversing the Benz

She go on both ways so she kissing her friends

Took a couple pills but I ain't in Ibiza Bitch, I lean harder than the Tower of Pisa

Bitch, I go spaz on the beat like a special ed

Selling to zombies like you be the Walking Dead