In the club, I be turned up And I'm drunk as fuck

****, playin' that bitch then it's up

I got them smackers, they come out the truck

These **** never be on point They just steady loafin

Like how many times I'ma send a motherfuckin' blitz They think I'm steady coachin

Bitch see me at the club, man, tryna eat dick that hoe just steady chokin

Like fuck, I got this drink up in my system still gotta grab that Trojan

Yeah, this bitch trippin

I don't know why she thought I was hittin' that raw

She talkin' bout she don't be fuckin' Like shut the fuck up, you know that shit false

Yeah, on gang, we just started talkin' She askin for bread, I'm cuttin' her off

These **** out here payin' for pussy On gang, I ain't payin' that cost

The fuck be wrong with these bitches? Bitch must thought I was stupid

Who the fuck gave this pussy ass **** a Glock

**** don't use it

You, all in the club every week

You know that you broke, you gotta be losin

Up in the AM, tryna go get me some money **** like you still snoozin

Yeah, I'm on the grind, can't stop I'm patient, I'm makin' my way to the top

Shit, just me, ma dukes, my brother I ain't ever needed my pops

My momma been tellin' me you can't be trustin' these people It showed me a lot, like damn

I should've listened to these **** two-faced **** be slimin' you aht

Shit, I ain't trippin', you know it's straight You not gettin' nothin' from that, though

I'm watchin' my back, I never be green You know that I'm closin' the backdoor

**** gon' shoot that gun in the air Still gon' run like it's track, though

**** be sick as a bitch, I walked in the room And that **** laid up with a fat hoe

But young ****, they gotta chill Cause they comin trim whenever it come to the switches

I can merch, they blow they gun, I can't even lie They light shit up like Christmas

Like damn, can't even tell these young **** shit I'm knowin' they not finna listen, like why

Shit, they doin' whatever they can to say they standin' on business