Catch me ridin in a 750 with the windows up, catch me wit it , smoked out tinted bitch you still gon know it's us

show no interest they dependent i'm a cloth they couldn't cut, i'm a soul they couldn't touch called the devil on his bluff

I ain't gonna die from envy, I let plenty fly, bitch xaes a soldier, young and loaded

 I was flippin' shit, now I'm a little older, little wiser, watch these **** switch and

 it just made me colder, Ain't nun friendly, feel like no one get me, I'm a deadly loaner,

 don't you get it?

 Bitch get out my business, I don't check no mentions, less they talk about that fuckin'

 check shit that might ease the tension, You don't get it, bitch these windows tinted,

 no you can't get in it, feel offended, Every time that I take the wheel, I'm high as hell,

 like how the fuck did I get in it, Every time that you ask yourself man who the best, sit

 back relax and let him finish, XAE tha MAC, ain't nothin free bitch, I get paid to make a sense,

I tell her sock it to my pocket n if not then why the fuck you in my mentions