Yeah, put your motherfucking

And smoke some motherfucking

And get high as a bitch

Sometimes my friends be like my feelings, they come and go

Somebody spare some fucks with me to give 'cause I'm running low

Somebody put some fire to that bitch, yeah, I wanna smoke

I'm tryna hit a lick, hit this road when I get a quote

You know what we coming for

Long money, short days, I break shit, they gon' pay me

Won't chill in they space, they can't cage me

I'm back to the paint like playing safety

If you in the way, you just playing with Satan

Ayy, you should play your shit safer, dog

Calculate your steps and really get what you saying off

I'm talking 'bout some six-figure plays and you ain't involved

I'm talking 'bout standing in that deep water

Caught under the pressure, you can't dissolve

It's the bubble guppy, what the truth is

And you ain't budging when we running through them streets, stupid kid

Missed opportunities, quit acting stupid

At the cup, missing the game, winning like Patrick Ewing

You blew it, I'm running through my path, blasting through it

Fuck all the babble, let's get back to music

No other answer 'cause I have to do it

So when I creep up with my **** five deep in a sled

With the gas still running slow, you know what we coming for

Money, cars and clothes

The finer things, I suppose

I'm right foot smashing the gas

Shit, that's all that I know

Some **** save, some **** sacrifice it all for these hoes

Some **** lose track for the ego, go hard on the dro

My **** keep on saying they ain't heard from me

'Cause I'm busy getting scrilla, I deserve to be

Man, my pockets was in a state of emergency

Watch me work in that clutch and I show urgency

So prolific exposing you bitches

Leave the game sowed in stitches

You ain't equipped, we can't be coexisting

I make this shit rattle like a broken engine

And watch them dollars multiply amongst my long division

Shit, if I could have a dollar for every **** who dirtied my name

I'd probably quit rapping, move somewhere deserted today

I'd probably go on vacation for a permanent stay

But this work you finna get is all that's certain today

I get respect in abundance and my cash in advance

Keep that pattern in the rhythm, I done mastered this dance

So when we run down spilling hella gas on your plants

Flicking lighters 'til the flame glow, you know what we came for

Bitch

Bitch

Bitch