I don't want no talking, I want that bitch in my drawers

We been so damn high that we been chillin' with the stars

Tellin' Zero, spark it up, I know we steppin' on that floor

Demon bitch said she don't play at night, but she treat me like God

(Huh, huh, huh) I stay with my fives, pack a punch I light a big fire and damn that shit pack a punch

I counted my bands, said I'll change, just leveled up

I don't know why they so mad, huh, mad I leveled up

She can't fuck this up, yeah, she ride around with us, cause she know we run it up

I got fake hoes, leachin' on me, squash 'em like a bug

I don't need nobody, I know that my heart be feelin' numb

Yeah, better on my own, yeah, smoke is my cologne, yeah, green it's overgrown, double cup, it overflow

888 sit on our throne, call up the gang like I am Capone

Keep on starin' at us, we gon' turn your bitch ass into stone

Too high for a conversation, I been floatin' with the stars and makin' constellations

I don't throw it in the face, now I'm fully asian

I really never give a fuck, everyday vacation, lil' bitch, we stay blazin

We stay blazin, lifestyle vacation

These other rappers, these **** ain't like me

These pussy pissy, that shit is so likely

Puttin' that wocky all up in that Hi-c, I hit my dance while I'm fried at the party

If it's fuck me, come shoot me, I'm at the concert, they smokin' a doobie

She tweakin' off drugs, what the fuck is they doin, yeah Shawty, she's skitzin' and she goin' stupid

Gave the whole gang some neck, I know that hoe a groupie

I know I can't fuck with Shawty, wife come with that uzi

Then what happens next will really shock you, shit said (shh)

Skrrt off in that whip, I'm poppin' y'all know that I'm finna be great

I'm makin' hits, y'all can go check the tape, I'ma grind 'til I get me a big ass estate

Bang, bang, bang, hit three times, that shit said

Damn, she let it off it hit three times, just like that triple eight

All my **** with me, gon' be with me, up at heavens gate

Only hang with real ****, search the field and rid the fakes

Fuck that term, bitch, I'm really riddin' all the snakes

Slither in my grass, you gon' get murked, I'll cut you on the gang