(CasBangz, he got that smoke with him)

Yeah

What up?

Yeah, huh

She gon' bust it open whenever I say 'cause I got bread

Codeine be my friend, preferably the red

I can tell she nasty by the way she bite her lip

By the way she act, I can tell she ain't gettin' fucked for real

I think she can take it 'cause she wobble like a ho

Yup, this my lil' yeah, we been fuckin' on the low

Once she drink that alc', she gon' shake it like a ho

Vibin' with my bitch, yup, I'm just vibin' with my ho

'63 Camaro have me gone in sixty seconds, huh

Sixty minutes in with the bitch, she started stressin' me

Don't give a fuck 'bout your past, bae, it's all about the present (For real)

How 'bout you come over after the club and start undressin' me?

I'm a pistol-totin', weed-sellin', syrup-sippin' ****

Traffickin' for real, birds in the fender

I gotta chew a pill before I chew my dinner

I'm geekin' hard for real, yeah

She gon' wobbelty-wobblety, bitch, drop it like it's hot

I hope that pussy clean, don't need fire on the block, huh

Give her Titos neat and give me Maker's on the rocks

Went, shut down they block, made the neighbors call the cops

She gon' bust it open whenever I say 'cause I got bread

Codeine be my friend, preferably the red

I can tell she nasty by the way she bite her lip

By the way she act, I can tell she ain't gettin' fucked for real

Bitch, show me your DM if you got nothin' to hide for real

Your ex live with his BM, worried about me instead of the bills

Bitch, you really know how to pick 'em, ain't it?

That **** play pick-up, ain't it?

Try to ball and twist his ankle

And I'm the most valuable player

****, I go from Saint-Tropez to the tropics to somewhere it's cold

Indecisive, ****, I live my whole life the way I do these hoes

Don't text back and do not call and do not explain myself at all

Never catch no bitch that's tryna fall, factory diamonds in every watch

For real, ****, you already know that bitch belong to me

You was just holdin' that, consolin' that while I put her friends to sleep, for real

I'm the one that these bitches seek, for real

The chief, Allah, Malik, for real

She sing and she make beats, for real

Let me hear one to put me to sleep

I don't care

Probably with Tammy too somewhere on a banana boat

I do mean to brag, do mean to boast

Do talk my shit and do the most

****, you did all that time and all you did was drop the soap

****, I'm still long hair, don't care, bitch like a Nava'—, yeah

She gon' bust it open whenever I say 'cause I got bread

Codeine be my friend, preferably the red

I can tell she nasty by the way she bite her lip

By the way she act, I can tell she ain't gettin' fucked for real