Blat

First day out of rehab, already hit the plug up

Bro the type to bust your kneecap if you don't shut the fuck up (Shut the fuck up)

Cocaine, MDMA, now I can't shut the fuck up

This ho keep grabbin' at my belt, I don't wanna fuck, nah (Nah-nah-nah), ah, ah (Ah)

I'm 'bout to run out of Xans, I'm waitin' for another batch

I don't smoke with Grabba, I be mixin' Cali with the hash (Sheesh)

Noddin' off the Oxy, cigarette burns on my Ricky pants (Oh yah)

Only rock foreign designer, my shit Italian or French

Just 'cause I gave you the follow back, boy, that don't mean we friends (Hell nah)

Everything I do, they copy, know 800 set the trends (Bih)

In the store, cop shit I don't even like 'cause I just love to spend

Yeah, mama worried sick (Phew), I'm back on drugs, think I'ma die soon

I wish she was wrong, but I admit, she might be right this time (Uh-huh)

Already tried rehab, it ain't work, so I won't fight no more

Switchblade in my pocket, you wan' tussle, I ain't fightin', dog

I don't fistfight, bitch (Woah)

Half syrup in a Tose' bottle, someone gettin' Karo

Lately, I been on my French boy swag, I'm tryna KO (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Said she like my Danish boy swag, she wan' have sex, oh

I been feelin' super blessed lately, I'm so grateful, ah

First day out of rehab, already hit the plug up

Bro the type to bust ya kneecap if you don't shut the fuck up (Shut the fuck up)

Cocaine, MDMA, now I can't shut the fuck up (Ah)

This ho keep grabbin' at my belt, I don't wanna fuck, nah (Nah-nah-nah), ah, ah (Ah)

Psh, skrrt

Oh yah, oh yah