Okay, bitch on god I’m boutta blow

Okay, I smoke hella strong, so I smoke hella dope

She put tabs on her tongue she in go-girl mode

She got acid on her tongue she done stole my soul

She can run off with my heart but she can’t get off with a dime

Ain’t drop new shit it be garbage and it happens every time

Bitch I got cash, she got ass, shit gon' have to throw that paper

I’m in this cat going fast hope I make it back intact

Shawty said she love me on the celly

I don’t hear a thing they tryna tell me

My name tatted on her belly

We get lit inside this motherfucking telly

But she don’t care 'cause she got liquor in her motherfucking belly

Was at the bottom now we outside

Bitch I’m too hot, heh, okay

And every time I drop a song they tell me I’m too fire

I’m tryna drop em if they outside

Bitch I’m that guy

And every time I get a rack I make that fuck a multiply

I might go ghost on 'em just like I’m Danny Phantom

Just like I’m dead

Try to take this I'ma probably blam 'em

Heard what I said, I'ma get him, hit him, pop and sick him

I’m too official

I been puffing so much gas that it been fucking with my mental

If I can’t get up on his ass then I'ma fucking send a mental

Gimme the ball I need the pass I been a bucket blow the whistle

I just think it, I don’t write it I won’t ever need a pencil (I just think it, I don’t write it I won’t ever need a pencil)

Shawty said she love me on the celly

I don’t hear a thing they tryna tell me

My name tatted on her belly

We get lit inside this motherfucking telly

But she don’t care 'cause she got liquor in her motherfucking belly

Was at the bottom now we outside

Bitch I’m too hot, heh, okay

And every time I drop a song they tell me I’m too fire

I’m tryna drop em if they outside

Bitch I’m that guy

And every time I get a rack I make that fuck a multiply