Still keep a K when i'm running, them are my guys

Bout 100k in the vault, I won't drop it, my god

Blessing hoes, putting stones on they face on they side eye

And it's shoutout Dee, my guy

You ain't getting spoiled, Five Guys

If we catch him then he getting fried

Eat your hoe like Five Guys

He want war, we knock up at his door pull up with five guys

Yeah, four hoes, six hoes, yeah, and they fine

Took your hoe, take your mom

Cut my hair, let it grow

Cut your hoe, cut her off

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't even want the hoe we started with, i'm off her

I don't even go up to the courts but I can ball bro

I just went to the lil' bitch house, she told me take her bra off

I just go, I just go, tell me how the fuck your clothes off

Yeah, if we pull up slow

Promise, check if its somebody there

Promise we taking somebody hoe

Promise she, promise she, promise she go

Promise she, promise she, promise she go

She (?)

I know I geek up with roxy hoe, then I might geek up with oxy hoe

I just get geeked up with lots of hoes

Just stope like 10 in Atlanta show

Stole like 10 in Atlanta show

Pourin' that wock and we pourin' so more

Fuckin' that bitch and you know she a hoe

Fuckin' that bitch with my foot on the floor

She wanna fuck me and she wanna talk to me

But she know that she fucked with my bro

Cash on my body and you know its cash in the room

And we pullin' out money to throw it

Strong like i'm Rocky, you know that i'm hot like Asaki

You know that i'm goin' to flow

Makin' that bitch be around me, you know i'm passing the ball like a goat

They wanna beef with me, they wanna talk to me crazy

But they cannot steal my flow

Drac to his neck put a tag to his toe

Give him some cash boy I told you stay low

Move too fast pull the glock and you choke

Make that boy sing put a knife to his boat

If you a snake we don't pull up no more

Last **** tried me ain't breathing no more

I done came back and she still hitting, prime time

Couple hoes left back, they can't stay on my mind

Just tryna rate that bounce back, bitch quit wasting my time

You is not worth no dime

Lil' bitch you just a pay mime

Keep thirty right near like Klay Thomps

You ain't making no bread just waste time

I ain't giving you no lil' thirty shorty

You ain't even help me enjoy mine

Got dogshit in my Prada jeans like i'm finna go kill my therapist

We really gon' murk shit, suicide

Don't trust that bitch she ain't inside