Without the-

I wonder where I'd be I feel like Kanye

I got **** go ape shit crazy bout me like Harambe

Same **** they mask up and do whatever the hell I say

Don't gotta say it twice them **** look at me like, "Copy"

I got you

Slimey ****, I'ma wipe his nose he slip up sneeze lil bitch like, "Achoo"

Don't know where I'll be in this bitch without you

I'm crashing out on everybody all I see is red like Damu

Bad bitch, she be playing fake crazy I hate when she be acting

Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks

I swear all my money be adding

Drac its on my lap it turn a fuck **** to past tense

I'ma run it up don't do subtracting

**** talking down on us we went up on they ass and overlapped 'em

I'ma make 'em hate me cause I passed 'em

**** get to kissing, cuffing, fucking on a bitch that we done passed around

Pass me the glock I'm finna blast him now

I got percs, I got drank in this bitch its going down

Freak hoe can't wait for me to throw it in her mouth

Throw it up I beat it out the park like I'm Mike Trout

Ten bands up on a jacket spend that shit without a doubt

I get her what she want I never look at the amount

They ask me why I do it she get wetter than a spout

A home inside my heart but you can't stay up in this house

They say why I'm so cold I say I'm stuck up in my ways

If I tell you it all yall would not look at me the same

I need a lil college hoe so smart to give me brain

I run it up so much I won't be the last in the race

I-I I run it up so much I'm gone go "haha" to the bank

I'ma run his ass down and let them hollows hit his face

I blow that gas you rip it out the plastic that shit stank

They looking down, I told all of my dawgs we gone be straight