(Bhristo, talk to ´em, slime)
Ayy, ayy
So geeked up, you´d think it´s cap

So geeked up, you´d think it´s cap

She bossed up, but I put her on the map
´Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act´
Real deal junkie and I wish it was an act
No more drank left ´cause I´m in the bity
I ain´t headline, but I still got fifty

Left her for good, but she happy I came
Snow´s gonna fall, so I´m thinkin´ ´bout a Range
Few people gone, it´ll never be the same
Money on your top and it´s ties to the game
I popped pills and I ran out of tears
Hope you know loyal don´t go by years
Hope you know you can´t pay bills by faith
Sex, money, drugs, can´t feel my face
I´m noddin´ off, tryna fill my safe
Ridin´ in the Track´, every foreign wanna race
I´ma just pay, we can skip the whole date
Four in the Crush, but it should´ve been an eight

Don´t means shit if it ain´t ´bout pape´
Just made the clear, but I shouldn´t have to say

Ayy, huh, ayy
So geeked up, you´d think it´s cap
Ayy

So geeked up, you´d think it´s cap
She bossed up, but I put her on the map
´Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act´
Real deal junkie and I wish it was a
Uh, no more drank left ´cause I´m in the bity
I ain´t headline, but I still got a
Ayy, ayy, so geeked up, you´d think it´s cap
Ayy, so geeked up, you´d think it´s cap
Yeah, so geeked up, you´d think it´s cap
She bossed up, but I put her on the map
´Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act´

Uh, no more drank left ´cause I´m in the bity
Ain´t headline, but I still got fifty

Oh, really?