Skys is my hero

Ay yo Ian!

Spend a lil' bag on some kicks

Tryna Patek the wrist

Ride with a chopstick

Havin' my way with these bitches

I smoke out the zone

I'm clearin' my conscience

I'm in the muhfuckin' 6

I'm tryna drift

I'm on some wild shit

Know that she gon' let me hit it

This hoe got some sticky

And I'm bout to dive in

Like it, I want it, I get it

She suck me terrific

And she a lil' toxic

Fuck is a 10 on the way

Bitch I gotta admit

I got me some options

I get this shit how I live

Can't ride in no Civic

The drank got me nauseous

Talkin' 'bout hunnids and fifties

And hunnids and fifties

'Cause **** I'm locked in

Bitch it feel like I was chosen

Pockets heavy like a boulder

These chopper bullets fold 'em

Bitch I thought that I already told ya

I'm on molly I can't focus

That's real ZaZa when I roll up

I put Prada on my bitch

Got that Glock, don't make me poke ya

My **** gon' soak ya

They chop ya boy, like coke, ya

I ain't worried bout no bitch

These **** be lackin' I ride with them sojas

I was down bad on my dick

We in that Testa-goddamn-rossa

I got these bitches gettin' lit

Put her on X now we a lil' closer