Step inside the club, get it T´d up I ain´t come to chill, bitch, I came to pick this cheese up (On God) Pull up to the stu´, roll some trees up Then a nigga walk inside the booth, fuck the beat up (Nigga) Cuban on my neck got me freezed up (Ice, ice) I don´t even got my mask on, but I´m skied up (Ski) I´m in MIA with my feet up (Yeah) The only thing I really need is pape´, I don´t need love (I don´t need love)
Who that talkin´ down on me? Nigga, speak up (Speak up) Feel like Bugs Bunny, all these karats on my teeth, bruh (Glee) I ain´t finished talkin´ shit ´til the beat done (Yeah)
All night in the booth, I ain´t even get no sleep, cuz (On God) Diamonds wet, think I got ´em out the sink, bruh (Ice, ice) Cuban on my wrist, bad bitch wanna link up (Wanna link up) Tryna pull me down, I don´t even budge Nigga mad ´cause I live the life that he dreamed of (Nigga, what?) Tryna pull me down, nigga, I won´t let ´em (Yeah) Spit some rhymes on the beat, now we livin´ better (Yeah) Swear my brodie love grabbin´ P´s, that´s his favorite letter Put her on her knees, then I act like I ain´t never met her Cruisin´ through the city chasin´ cheese, tryna get that cheddar (Yeah)
I´ma have that bitch screamin, "Ski" when I put that leg up (Ski) Nigga told me that he goin´ broke, told him keep his head up (Uh) Took his bitch and made her give me throat, now she say she fed up (Uh, uh) Told my dog it´s time to ball, let´s go stack them bands up (Yeah) Got your lil´ bitch out her drawers, tell her pick her pants up (Nigga) Brodie got somethin´ in the car, make you put your hands up (Grrah) Nigga, I stayed on the grind, now my neck and wrist is bust (Ice) We gon´ make it to the top, tell them niggas, "Just trust" On the stage at the party, watch the fans go nuts Bitch, I´m higher than a kite, what the fuck I rolled up? (Rolled up what?)
Brodie got that shh, yeah, and tell ´em come and score somethin´ (Come and score) Nigga grindin´ all winter, pop shit the whole summer It ain´t shit to spend these bands (Yeah), nigga, I know more comin´ (On God) Hit me up without no hands, damn, lil´ shawty know somethin´ (Uh) Broke as hell, niggas model, well, go start a GoFundMe (What?) You talkin´ cash, pull it out, let´s see who got the most money (Me, nigga) I´m with his bitch, he like, "Damn, Tyler took my ho from me" (Yeah) Them pink fifties and them blues, yeah, I got ´em both on me (Yeah, yeah) He think he seein´ Mr. Ski, huh, lil´ bro funny
Step inside the club, get it T´d up (Yeah) I ain´t come to chill, bitch, I came to pick this cheese up (On God) Pull up to the stu´, roll some trees up Then a nigga walk inside the booth, fuck the beat up (Well, damn) Cuban on my neck got me freezed up I don´t even got my mask on, but I´m skied up (Ski) I´m in MIA with my feet up (Yeah) The only thing I really need is pape´, I don´t need love (What?)
Yeah, uh, uh Only thing I really need is pape´, I don´t need love Yeah, nigga Ski