[Hook]
All these ^!$$%s talkin like they trap gods
Talkin like they so hard they ain't never so hard

And I know that I'm a rapper I'll have thirty ^!$$%s up in your yard
And I sip too much damn lean and you'll think I always had a cold
And his (*##$ on my pistol touchin' %#@!

I'm like what you touch that for
Unless you finna shoot some %#@! for So
Don't touch my pistol

Cause I don't wanna have to blow, yeah
Cause I don't wanna have to go to jail


[Verse 1]
I'm high as $#&@ like oh well
Shootin' %#@! like hold them

Said he know me I don't know him
I'm flexin' on these ^!$$%s no gym
Got indicted sellin' !@%!e and sellin' dope

I don't want this %#@! no more
But you can come sell it for me though
Don't tell nobody on me though

I don't wanna have to move to Peurto Rico
And change everything on my ID though
Cause I'll never snitch on my migos

Cause when I bought 6 from him he gave me 4 more

[Hook]


[Verse 2]
Stalk me now block me now

Wish a ^!$$% would try to follow me about
The block hot the cops hot
Finna go to New Orleans to the Mardi Gras

She a hot thot she was already drop
I'm tryna see if money love me or not
But I think money love me alot

Try to take my %#@! let the chopper flop like ra ra ra ra
Trappin' on my phone like la la like ahhh ahh ahhhhh
All these ^!$$%s talkin' like they trap god

Until they $$# get robbed

[Hook]