And I smoke kush and I pop—

And I don't give a— (What you say about me)

And I sip lean, real codeine

And I don't give a damn what you say about me

Yeah

I put my bitch in Rick

First thing you see when she hop out that foreign is her kit

I ain't gon' lie, I thought that shit

was over when they found that switch

I gave my lawyer fifty thousand

told him, "Get me out this shit"

I told him, "Get me out this shit

"nigga, don't get Jiffy mixed

Yeah, I know dude gon' talk behind my back 'cause he a bitch

Them niggas' mans died, now ain't shit said about me since

I'm in my hood right now, inside my Maybach with no tint

I knew that nigga was dead before they did it

I know who did it

I knew that nigga was dead before they did it

I paid the ticket

If you give me head, can I cum all in your face?

Girl, is you with it?

If you give me head

can I cum all in your face and then your titty?

Yeah, call my Big Tymers, know I get my roll on

Call my nigga champagne, he get the load gone

I call my nigga Cosa Nostra, we could work that same phone

You know my cup my cuddy buddy

bitch, I feel like Mike Jones

RIP my brother, can't believe you really gone

Even though this shit get risky

we made niggas watch they tone

I promise I'ma hit the gas before they lights cut on

Don't come around just tryna ask the prices, what you want?

And we can't serve you if you shoppin' petty, buy a zone

Them fullies get to flyin', he thought he got hit by a drone

It's one-twenty on my left wrist, I could've bought a home

Check the tracking on my own shit, I feel like Pat Mahomes

I smoke kush and I smoke—

And I pop—

Yeah

And I sip real co—

And I don't give a damn what you say about—

I smoke kush and I drink—

And I—

Yeah (Bitch)

I sip lean, real codeine

And I don't give a— what you—

Pussy

Forever, for life