Just blew a hundred bands, man I´m geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down) Bentley two-seater (Bentley) Somebody call up the big Young Spider done ran out the reefer Spider got too rich to see ya (Yeah, yeah)
Turbo the same, put my bitch in a Bug´ I done tripled my cups, I been drinkin´ on yuck I told the bitch, "Gotta leave the lil´ nigga" You wan´ be with us, leave his ass in New York And my Balenci´ yellow, I call it throw up (B) Bitch, this Louis V, Virgil, we playing pool putt The lil´ bitch is my dog, I done bought her a pup I done told her, I done told her, she stay in a Bug´ (Woo) Hasta la vista, she Costa Rica
Why in the fuck do I gotta do a feature? (Why) I´m in a new Pana´ coupe with uh-huh (Ayy) I let her roll up this loud like a speaker (Ayy) She told the lil´ bitch to back-back She got way to close, she done turned into Mad Max (Mad Max) New coolant system, with the drum is– Got too hot, I had to sprinkle it with red jet (Red jet) I went and went on a rampage (Yeah) I put on ice, guess I´m Ice Age (Brr) I told my bitch, have a bright day (Bright day) I told her kidnap the right lady I let my main bitch invite ladies (Yeah) Peppermint patty, white coupe, it´s a rabbit Rose gold on her phantom, my bitch is the baddest I drip with Montana, the house that I´m building (Woo) a palace
Yeah (Young SEX) Twisting our fingers (Yeah, yeah) Just blew a hundred bands, man (Hol´ on) I´m geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down) Bentley two-seater (Bentley) Somebody call up the big Young Spider done ran out the reefer Spider got too rich to see ya (Keed talk to ´em)
Somebody call him, please hit the weed man (Please call him up) I need some reefer I gotta ride with the Glock in my hand, I know that it´s up, up, up (Up, up, up) Better stop lackin´, I got some bands and they wrapped up in plastic (Slatt)
I fuck that ho on the couch, not the mattress Don´t fuck with Lee, almost caught me a felon Spent me a nickel on a coupe like I´m Philly (Woo) Why is a thot playing? Tried stick my dick right in (My dick right in) I´ma get chauffeured in a ´Benz (Slatt) I´ma rock Cartier lens (Cartier) Hit from the back, she screamin´ (Uh, uh, uh) They send the drip right in, so you know I´m rocking Staple Pigeon First you gon´ thank me, ´cause when I throw it up, they gon´ hold a pedarim I can go all night, yeah, yeah, girl, get your friend (Uh, uh, uh) Keed talk to ´em (Keed talk to ´em) That what I´m saying (That what I´m saying) Shoot up your mans
No, no I don´t care ´bout your mama cryin´
Yeah (No, I don´t care, Young SEX) Twisting our fingers (Yeah, yeah, Slimeball) Just blew a hundred bands, man (Hol´ on) I´m geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down) Bentley two-seater (Bentley) Somebody call up the big Young Spider done ran out the reefer Spider got too rich to see ya (Hood Baby)
I´m in that Spyder (Type shit) I need some Percocet, call the Percocet man I´m an all nighter (What they going for?) I´m flicking that blick like a lighter (Type shit)
Niggas be peasants, rats and roaches, I cannot hang with that cycle (Nah, now) Chains on my jack´ like a biker (Chrome Heart) When they know that shit trend, they some biters (Woo) Yeah, F&N kid Couple Ms up, I done handled that biz Brazil body, I done bossed up the bitch Ran it up and kicked them boys out our mix Couple hundred, I insured my wrist (Baby, biggest trim) Forever tweaking (Nah, now) I´m fucking Capri Sun and I´m clutchin´ that glizzy, this bitch lemon squeeze (Nah, now, for sure) Ain´t no Netflix and chill, I´m just pope living, that´s for many years (Type shit) Upping all the ammo, brrt, caught the kill (Yeah) Wockhardt, then time to pop a seal
Watch out for her head, yeah, she like a deer (Nah, now) Thotty Gotit, I can´t keep on my pants Having mun-yuns, I done got an advance (That´s a fact) Living like pope and just stick to the plan Me and Young Spider, Top Chef in that pan (Free Wyda)
Yeah (Young SEX) Twisting our fingers (Yeah, yeah) Just blew a hundred bands, man (Hol´ on) I´m geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down) Bentley two-seater (Bentley) Somebody call up the big Young Spider done ran out the reefer Spider got too rich to see ya (Yeah, yeah)