Why you callin´ my phone on that lame shit? Tryna hang, shit
You was hatin´ on us now you sayin´ you was gang, shit
Who you think you playin´? You must be brazy

You could go that way, with all the fakin´
Lean sippin´ got my heart race, slow pacin´
Crack rock got yo aunty freebasin´
.40 put you on the concrete, creamation
Drugs turn me to a zombie, Z Nation

Phantom like a spaceship
Niggas beefin´ over the same bitch, I could never get with it
I was on that new shit, countin´ up the blue chips, spend it all in Ruth´s Chris
Watch me make it all back
Throw that ass back, yeah
Baby just like that, yeah
That bitch like coke, yeah, her mama like crack, yeah
Servin´ to her mom, had to take a cooking class
Counting up the blue face, they said I wasn´t good at math

Shoot a pussy nigga in his shit he need a Maxi Pad
I think that I want a Xan, where´s Max at?
Oh, we in the studio countin´ up big racks blowin´ on big thrax
Feel like Coolio dreads, yeah, with the naps, yeah
They was sleeping on my rap career, they would nap, yeah
Now I feel like I´m the best to ever do it
On this bitch with Metro if he don´t trust you I´ma shoot you

Why you callin´ my phone on that lame shit? Tryna hang, shit
You was hatin´ on us now you sayin´ you was gang, shit
Who you think you playin´? You must be brazy

You could go that way, with all the fakin´
Lean sippin´ got my heart race, slow pacin´
Crack rock got yo aunty freebasin´
.40 put you on the concrete, creamation
Drugs turn me to a zombie, Z Nation

No new friends, no new friends, Drake shit
I don´t got time for that fake shit
Lawn mower through the grass so I can see the snakes, yeah
I always been good at that, .40 in the Fendi bag
You know I can´t go for that
Day ones changed sides they some hoes for that
Flex up on they ass, I got dough for that now
And break bread with the ones that held me down (Yeah)
I love it when the vibe´s right
I been gettin´ too high

Coolin´ with the same gang
We don´t believe in new guys
Yeah, yeah, the vibe´s right
I been gettin´ too high
Coolin´ with the same gang
We don´t believe in new guys

Why you callin´ my phone on that lame shit? Tryna hang, shit
You was hatin´ on us now you sayin´ you was gang, shit
Who you think you playin´? You must be brazy
You could go that way, with all the fakin´
Lean sippin´ got my heart race, slow pacin´
Crack rock got yo aunty freebasin´
.40 put you on the concrete, creamation
Drugs turn me to a zombie, Z Nation