Baby, keep me on my pees, Let’s break down a hundred pees Gucci guess go thirty three But I gotta get thirty pees. I don’t even need a reason They hit you with the heat Issues don’t come out to seize, I’mma stand, they’re on my feet. Oh, fuck you, calling us heat There’s two minute .. on the street Will serve in right down by four season. Niggas find a ... weed Peewee got to reason the bills Listen, enough to the story I tell, The bridge, they came from the mail! My plug is letting me go!
I’m in the kitchen, counting the Benjies And your bitch washing dishes and ... off fidgets Just to run from the cops when ... I fuck with you, I’ll make it a straight job, If I don’t, know I’mma get you a rewind Got a ... should have played for the Red Stars!
... took a loss, about to text them off Put it to the head, and make it open in a vault Say you got burned, hit all in a... Soon they’re just trying to keep, but you’re about to get off!
Bought a new AP, But I’m always late Every day is my birthday Now watch me bake a cake!
I finesse the plug for the drugs Even though a nigga always show love! The Migos, the NPA, Chris Gardner getting in my blood! Trying to heat my blunt, trying to sip my drink What a fuck you think? Ain’t shit soft around my waste, Unless you’re talking about cocaine!