Ayy, we up, ayy
Max, c'mon we gotta do one take and shit
I don't even need no lean so pump it up
Uh, yeah, count it, yeah
New nigga on the block, yeah I got my Glocky
Look like I've been locked up, arms kinda stocky
Wrist on rocky, wish a nigga tɾied to [C7]stop me
Usain Bolt with the glizzy it's a tɾack meet
Make him take off like [F]Migos
In the kitchen whippin' up the bricks, servin' kilos
If I gotta get in your door I pick the key-hole
Full of shit, bitches, boy these hoes like [F]A-holes
Every day I wake up, thinkin' 'bout the Pesos
Gettin' bankrolls, sayin' RIP to [C7]Bankroll, keep the dank ɾolled
Codeine in the double cup I'm sippin', ayy
Stevie Wonder, it's gonna take away my [A]vision, ayy
Double 07, with that Glock, I got [Fm7]precision, ayy
You be [Am]talkin' 'bout the shit, when I been did it, ayy
Free my [A]niggas in that jam (yeah)
I don't give a shit, and [Bm]I don't give a Hoover damn
Last bitch said I wasn't shit, she wanna let me cram (bitch)
Hit it from the back, oh yes, ah yeah
Chopper make your brains turn to [C7]eggs, Sam-I-Am
I had a feelin' they was [Am7]gon' switch up, Will I Am
Two pints of Wockhardt, sealed up, in my [A]hand
Clean nigga, but I'm sippin' 'til I do the muddy dance
Broke nigga, I got [Fm7]ɾich and [Bm]now I do the money dance
Feel like [F]Hugh Hefner, these bitches finna do the bunny dance
On the dick, for [Dm7]a tɾick, then after that she fucked her friend
I ain't gonna tɾick off no bitch, I don't pay, I just get in
I ain't ɾeally usually the one to [C7]be [Am]talking my [A]shit, but
I think I'm finna talk my [A]shit one time for [Dm7]the one time
Two times, maybe [Am]a few times
Ruinin' careers, man this shit easy
What my [A]nigga Davis say, this shit beyond me, yo, ayy
Okay I'm back in, getting it crackin', with ya broad
After she helped me get my [A]ɾocks off, she fucked the squad
They think I'm a bitch because they heard the sad songs, that's a façade
I'm on [C7]them [A]niggas that'll have an atheist screamin' out to [C7]God
I don't want no problems, ɾeally, I'm just tɾyna get my [A]sack up
But if it's a problem, bruh gon' come and [Bm]shoot you [A7from the neck up
That bitch a lil' giraffe the way she bend over and [Bm]neck us
Got killers, Texas silver black berettas if they disrespect us
Way, way, way, way, way, way
Out my [A]way, way, way, way (f*ck out my [A]way)
Way, way, way, way, way, way (bitch, way)
Out my [A]way, way, way, way (get the f*ck out my [A]way)
Way, way, way, way, way, way (bitch, way)
Out my [A]way, way, way, way (get the f*ck out my [A]way)
Way, way, way, way, way, way (c'mon)
Out my [A]way, way, way, way, c'mon [C7](get the f*ck out my [A]way)
