I gotta get it in

I just need: Weed, Henny, Racks, and some Dividends

Fuck 'bout what these **** talking

Lest it's a hundred bands

Tried to give you all the fucking game now I ain't holding hands

All these **** fucking clones, im bout to call them Finn's

I can't give a fuck about a bitch nor her OnlyFans

I gotta

I gotta

I gotta get this shit off me!

This rap shit exhausting, it got me driving bar to bar, said it got me carsick

I'm shooting from a long range

I know that you can't guard me

You know me, it's Lokee.P

I'm super duper saucy

Only fucking with a thotty if she suck it raunchy

Real ****, trill ****

Want my pockets lofty

Aye you a lame, you only want the bitch cause she bossy

I feel like Dame cause I'm gassing and be really balling

She trained to get a ring, so I keep on stalling

Money coming down, watch it land, it's got her panties falling

I can't kick it with a gang, they always get to splitting

VeggieBoy up on my dolo, watch me get this chicken

I can't kick it with a lame, they always get to snitching

They can't take the fucking heat up in this Lokee kitchen

Watch me shake it off

I be spitting all this gas, CO2 exhaust

Remember days when the fam had to shop at Ross, now I go and push me a little button, watch them send it off!