Yeah, woah

I love you Rocket

Yeah, okay

What you talkin' bout

What you talkin' bout

Drop, my god

Big old bands, won't fold

I won't fuck, oh no, no (Woo)

I wanna send her home, pardon me, my heart been gone (Ah)

Bae I been just stressin', oh (ah)

That lil’ hoe take Fentanyl

How is she alive at all?

I told all my brothers, we gon' ball (We gon' ball), we gon' ball (We gon' ball)

And that hoe never hit my phone, why she call

I remember them days when I was down bad, bad, baby oh

That bitch a hoe, my **** they uppin' the score

Bitch I'm drowsy (Ok), drowsy

Hoe get from 'round me

Do anything for the clout

I don't wanna hit that bae

Fuck it, I'm pullin' your hair back baby

My label clean, matte black bae

2014, that's a throwback baby

Black Audemar, like Kodak baby

Trappin', hell nah know I can't save her

Chains on my neck like goddamn slaves

Put on all pointers, better be heavy

Know I like gettin' benji's, I like gettin' paid

I told her "You with me," she told me "Okay"

You gotta be kiddin', It don't be no shame (Woah)

(Buh, buh, buh buh)

Big old bands, won't fold

I won't fuck, oh no, no

I wanna send her home, pardon me, my heart been gone

Bae I been just stressin', oh

That lil hoe take Fentanyl

How is she alive at all?

I told all my brothers, we gon' ball (Oh, we gon' ball)

We gon' ball (We gon' ball)

And that hoe never hit my phone, why she call

I remember them days when I was down bad, bad, baby oh

That bitch a hoe, my **** they uppin' the score