Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, Oh
Ima stay in my thoughts when I'm up in here
Bitch tryna f*ck, tell her come right here
She want me to cuff, I don't do that here
Why these fakes niggas all in here, yea
Yeah
Get to the racks, come on
Get to the racks, let's go
Smokin' on gas, it's strong
Slide in a track, get gone
This bitch tryna f*ck to my songs
Come on
This bitch want me take her to a nail salon
Stomp the gas in the whip, yea I'm pushin' on
And this bitch praisin' me like I'm Babylon
I don't need no stylist, with fashion on
Got a bitch ass out throwin' cash on
And this bitch tryna rep, put the chain on
F*ck the bitch from the back, pull her tracks off
Got the Glock in the back, better back off
Yeah, uh
See a opp right there, come on
See a bitch right there, come on
Got the drakes in here, come on
Countin' racks in here, come on
Smokin' thrax in here, come on
Lose your life in here, come on
Do or die in here, come on, uh
Come on, uh
Come on, uh
Come on, yeah
Come on, uh
Come on, uh
Come on, uh
Come on, yeah
Come on
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, Oh
Ima stay in my thoughts when I'm up in here
Bitch tryna f*ck, tell her come right here
She want me to cuff, I don't do that here
Why these fakes niggas all in here, yea
Yeah
Get to the racks, come on
Get to the racks, let's go
Smokin' on gas, it's strong
Slide in a track, get gone
This bitch tryna f*ck to my songs
Come on