Say what, say what

I don't want a ticket, but I might get grassy

(Extra, this shit is hard)

Come on (say what, say what)

Calm it down, got to the pape', tryna see where the fuck they don't think we on it

I don't want a ticket, but I might get grassy, this shit Tony

I like my shit with some ass, ain't all of mine that back up on me

I done public clutching switch so tight, but please don't walk up on me

**** cap that shit be phony, yeah, I rap, I still get on it

Tony smoke, they runnin' straight to Instagram, these **** pony

Walkin' over who's been a light rack, ain't no more fire baloney

Seen a door and kick that bitch down the fuck when tried to hold me

Caught that fur when I hit, fuck up

All that young **** know it's real

Tune, I seen a 50, new right then and there, I'ma get that meal

Had a dub in all doors like way before I got my deal

I been blowin' turpin, talk shit before the rap was sealed

I got bad shit on my heel, never had shit down field

Send a **** to that doctor, know I ain't talking about Uncle Phil

Young **** days, I see them lights that go up and fix, but I hug the gate

And some geek shit, know I'm dogging, and I still might pull up leg

Wind through auction with the window down and the fuck **** know it's me

Bro be trippin', salty, all about the song who throwin' please

He say by me that shit get wetted

I don't fuck with rappers, don't try to dap me up, I'm not yo' buddy

Or that big ass him, he'll bet I make me a fuck **** start that muggin'

Take it back when I was robbin', I bet they fuck **** think 'bout buggin'

Packet stuff, I'm still stuffin', ain't no rush, I'm still rushin'

To that money, they said fuck me last year, damn right, I got up acting funny

Through these blues, you know I'm thugging

Send that text, you know I'm coming

Offer 23 and this ho batty, fuck, come here, start running

Hit another ten thou' in a week

Trees go 250 in line, I'm pointing shit up like it's cheap (out here tripping)