(Mama, what you doin´? You cook up somethin´?) Yeah
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, aight

Sixty months in the feds, I can take that

Soon as I came home, I had to taste Act´
I see you got a BBL, but can you shake that?
I´m petty, ask the gas station clerk for my change back (Yeah, this is wack)
Ask around, I got picked up in a Maybach
The vacuum ´round twenty-five hunnid, I paid that
I been gone for three years and eight months, you tryna shake back
So if you really think shit sweet, where your cake at?
Where your dog shit? I got petty, paid the drank man in all tens
Worked my way up, I had to crawl in
Spent so much at the Louis store, ain´t had to call in, I do walk-ins
Can´t believe this clip full with some baldheads
In 2018, we drunk all red
We ain´t fuck with Akorn, that´s what you call red?

Old AK-47 same size as Tall Tim
You wanna get some work done, you gotta call Will
We ain´t do no funny camera tricks, bro, this all real
Yeah, I took a deal from EMPIRE, lil´ small deal
Dropped it in the summer and I´ll recoup ´fore the fall end
Glock popper, scram scraper
White bitch kind of pale, go get a tan, baby
One-of-one Louis clothes made by hand, baby
I´m really finna do some crazy shit, nah, I ain´t sayin´ maybe
They gave us ninety for a show, we was only sayin´ eighty
Bitch think I´m finna wear her merch ´cause her friend made it
Bitch, how you still broke? Who is your man, baby?

Right hand, one-twenty, left hand, eighty
Can´t believe I hit this ratchet bitch and had a damn baby
Nigga, I ain´t let the feds slow me down
I definitely ain´t gon´ let a bitch hold me down
Nigga, fuck this glass pint, I´ll throw it down
I got a curfew, I can´t really fuck, bae, blow me down
Have you ever got some head in a Maybach?
Nigga, I´ll probably drop dead if they make Act´
You know a bitch ain´t turnt no more, she say, "Take me back"
Ten thousand for a pint of Actavis, I paid that
My bitch bougie, she´ll never eat no Shake Shack
I drunk Sosa whole eight, he said don´t pay him back
Only thing I´m really worryin´ ´bout is gettin´ my weight back

I´m in the yellow school bus off a pink 10
Fifty thousand every two days and I´m on week ten
I´m mad as fuck, I gotta pee again
´Cause I just drank a whole pint durin´ the weekend
And I don´t want no regular Sprite, give me a remix
My nigga ice somethin´ out of town, that´s some G shit
.308 bullets make trees split
Your breath stank, only talk when the weed lit
Just let a random nigga fuck my bitch, on my P shit
Bae, you know you got the best pussy if I skeet quick