| Pull up in exotic let the doors up on ya, yeah |
| Then I’m on some whole other shit |
| (You never showed up) |
| In this ho fucking on another nigga bitch |
| I’m with all my niggas and I hope they don’t switch |
| Yeah I got rich bitch, check out my wrist |
| I can’t give you love 'cause I know you gon' switch |
| Wasn’t born with it, got it out the mud bitch |
| If you act right, put Celine on ya bitch |
| I’m fucking with ya friend, I put her on the team bitch |
| Can’t find Wock' so I’m sippin' Tris bitch |
| Pull up in exotic, lift the doors up on ya |
| Pointers on my neck, bitch I’m froze up on ya |
| I was sippin' drank then we got pulled over |
| I feel like myself, yeah, when I’m not sober |
| Yeah, and I hate looking for ya |
| Shouldn’t have to look, you should be there for me |
| I can’t go nowhere without that heater on me, yeah |
| Don’t try to make me a good guy, bitch I told you I’m a bad guy |
| Now let me fuck you in the shower with your hair tied |
| Tell the people we had something, that’s a damn lie, yeah |
| I’m in the H throwin' hunnids up in VLive |
| Sippin' on syrup like a beehive |
| At the club, took a broad to the Marriott |
| Fucked her and she Uber to her nigga’s spot |
| Then I took a flight to the CT |
| To go fuck bitch that I met on IG |
| Been watching her since I was thirteen |
| Damn, crazy how things could be |
| Crazy how when you make it somewhere people wanna come around, yeah |
| Bitches wanna be down |
| But you can’t play me bitch, I am no clown |
| In this ho fucking on another nigga bitch |
| I’m with all my niggas and I hope they don’t switch |
| Yeah I got rich bitch, check out my wrist |
| I can’t give you love 'cause I know you gon' switch |
| Wasn’t born with it, got it out the mud bitch |
| If you act right, put Celine on ya bitch |
| I’m fucking with ya friend, I put her on the team bitch |
| Can’t find Wock' so I’m sippin' Tris bitch |
| Doors up, doors up on ya |
| Bitch I’m froze up on ya |
| Then we got pulled over |
| When I’m not sober |
| A I hate looking for ya |
| You should be there for me |
| Without that heater on me, yeah |
| (Slayworld Soldier) |
| Bitch I told you I’m a bad guy |
| With your hair tied |
| That’s a damn lie |
| Hunnids up at VLive |
| Syrup like a beehive |
| To the Marriott, yeah |