Yea Uh Yeah, yeah, uh (Who the hell is Carlo?) Yeah It's with Sada in this scuba boat, they call us the goats Sippin' tris, that's my last resort, just like Papa Roach Chanel jacket for my bitch, on the side Chanel brooch Ain't gon lie rather get to walkin', before I fly in coach (Yea) Yeah, niggas tired in demons when that shit start gettin' slow Woke up started leanin', I can't even feel my toes My lil' brother steady feignin', I'm just happy it ain't coke (Damn) If it was I'll prolly punch him in his nose Man, I cannot believe what these niggas be doin' for hoes First nigga I called and hit the D was Scuba Steve I love my bitch pussy cause it's tighter than Iverson sleeve Bitch get on my nerve give me a headache, give me some Aleve Fuck that, thank God my opps got some money (Finally) I was tired of beefin' with them niggas, they was not on nothin' Ay Niggas ain't never gon' be on shit Had the ski mask on the keyboard, act like I'm gettin' Had the ski mask on yo lil' hoe, everytime I went Had the ski mask on your- (Uh) Rack 'em up everytime I pull up (Yeah) My godson grown as hell, don't wear no Pull-Ups (Yeah) Play around with DT and watch shoot your hood up (Yeah) The only reason I know you over there cause y'all don't do nothin' (Yeah) Y'all don't never leave, huh, niggas don't never eat, huh I go through there eatin', AKA Pooh Bear eatin' I get extra cheese, whippin' all that Medellin She gon have sex with me, everytime you let her leave Put the purse up on 'em, show 'em how that weather be (Yeah) It be extra heat, nigga better not mess with me (Yeah) Only be with gang, don't like nobody where I'm from Ain't got no friends in my bity bitch quit actin' dumb Be with my brothers not no others, I ain't got no love (Huh) We do numbers every summer, that's why we got guns I still make a ton, serve that rocky cold, Tum Tum I can't hit the trap unless I'm bout to get a lump sum Brazilian bitch gon' eat the dick like fish water I'ma pop a Perc so she can get the best Sada Freaky bitch gon' eat the dick like cassava Look her in her eye like, bitch, don't call me Casada Swing that bitch like Oosthuizen, if you playin' with my guala Pull up in some Prada, smoke a nigga like some guava Go cucaracha on your mama, I could sauce about them dollars Shoot a nigga if he holla, give a fuck about no problems Lil Yachty pulled up in Detroit, they ask me what a choppa was You know I give it to him if he ain't have no drugs Ain't nobody solidare, bitch we solitaires I'm in Detroit, on my face is some Cartiers Makin' M's writin' for these bitches like I'm Tyler Perry Prayin' to my Jesus peace like I'm Bloody Mary I (Uh) (Uh, uh) My way in her pussy These niggas too sensitive 'round me, I think these nigga's pussy I rolled up on a nigga bitch like my name was Tootsie Might could blow you up, but I need a chunk just like a chocolate cookie I, really am (That nigga) Yeah, I really pull up seven figures, that's one call and they flip niggas It's us Gotta flex everyday, I don't wanna rust Big shit, stuck in my garage collectin' dust Respectful man on my jewelry, If I must say You ain't suckin' dick, so she better go catch that bus, bae My earrings could protect the whole ice age Pussy