VERSE

She trippin off a head high, tryin not to look while I eat it like a French fry

Chillin out in Bedstuy, nothin on my schedule

You ain’t play the game long, you ain’t on my level (ah)

I’ma ball long as I’m around, pun pun pass

Punchlines, I’ma good sport

And I don’t mean to press like its full court, baby I’ma just tryna see your dress on the wood floor

I just got em done. Thinking that I’m serious but I’m just having fun

You might be delirious, you thinking I’m the one

I be thinking bout your tongue, you be tryna have a son with me

151 out the cup sipping, baby rollin blunts swisher sweets for the $1.50

Album ain’t done, but I’m thuggin like I’m Cent 50 [50 Cent]. Papi where’s the dub? What he do that?

That **** sent 50

Hit the club through the back, you **** spend $50

And I don’t mean to come off rude, but you are what you eat and your boy munch stars for a living

What you know about the bars that I’m giving out?

HOOK

(Unh) I’ma hop out first

We don’t gotta think it over we just hit it up later

(Unh) I’ma track this verse

Why you think a **** writing I’m obsession over paper

Ain’t shit else to do

Kick back, relax, let the good times play out

Let em play out

I let em, let em

VERSE 2

You know I’m nice with the words, flow tight, no mic, polite with the verbs

Cookin up, got the apron on backwards

Sauce just a prop, goin at em like an actor

Something you ain’t factored

Students to the master, training in the pastures

Doin double backflips. (Let em know)

I’ma put an ending to your chapter, why you gotta bring about disaster?

I’m after it, I’m overspent, could swear we been over this. I’m more than lit

Torched showing no remorse, of course I’m sliding

Baby why you think you not the horse I’m riding?

Send a text, giddy up, now your boys excited

Dipping fast as lighting, homies sayin “where’d he go?” they see me riding out (unh)

OOK

(Unh) I’ma hop out first

We don’t gotta think it over we just hit it up later

(Unh) I’ma track this verse

Why you think a **** writing I’m obsession over paper

Ain’t shit else to do

Kick back, relax, let the good times play out

Let em play out

I let em, let em