Feat. Machine Gun Kelly, Tezo, Dub-O

(Intro)

I'm still drinking Christop
And now I spit it in ya face, (*##$
Put this dick in ya mouth

And tell me how it taste, (*##$!
I'm keepin' that x2


(Hook)
Yep, yeah, seven fifty like woah
Gold wrist like woah

New (*##$ like woah
But we don't love these hoes
Sippin' fish like woah

Stacking chips like woah
In ya (*##$ like woah
But we don't love these hoes


(Verse)
Run around with Artie

All go party
Lavish sneakers
Don't $#&@ with Mauri's

Got a (*##$ named Tari
Ass like the hari
I eat that #~!!@

Like calamari
Put the cat back, hoe
That's a rap track, woah

Man, these hoes ain't %#@!,
Put cheese on the bar
And I still might hit,

Shooting dice for my life
I swear to God you thrife
For my wanna-be wife

Nip-nat, potty-wat
Give her dog a bone, (*##$
$#&@ yo head,

Cause you gon' need a high cone
If I bought ten watches,
I still wouldn't have the time

For yo bull%#@!, you full o'bull%#@!
I'm just a yung ^!$$% flexed out
White girl, put ya chest out

New wheels, put a bail out
Free chase like a bail out
I don't $#&@ wit no sneak #~!!@

No dried up too deep #~!!@
Yeah, that's yo girl
But my name's on that neat #~!!@


(Hook)
Got me feelin' like woah

Gold wrist like woah
New (*##$ like woah
But we don't love these hoes

Sippin' fish like woah
Stacking chips like woah
In ya (*##$ like woah

But we don't love these hoes

(Verse)

So I told my ^!$$% K
Lemme hold a hundid K
He said yo best night

I can make it back today
So I hit my ^!$$% Ray
He in the hood

That's big homie
A ^!$$% eatin' good
Week-ends in my pull-out boxes

Got a nurse (*##$ that's a head doctor
Coojie sweater, ^!$$%, who shot ya?
Back shots like a kiropractor

Working back from my skeezers
Put this Glock in ya face like tweezers
Dick hard like Ice
(*##$, open up, I'm freezin'!
I bust them onions

And pop them hundids
But she ain't stoppin'
She just keep suckin'
I'm ova seas
I'm not a villain

But free my hood,
These ^!$$%s tellin'

(Hook)
Got me feelin' like woah

Gold wrist like woah
New (*##$ like woah
But we don't love these hoes
Sippin' fish like woah
Stacking chips like woah

In ya (*##$ like woah
But we don't love these hoes

(Mutha$#&@as gotta wait on this)
(BST, that's my mutha$#&@in' team)
Came in the game like O.Dawg

(Prrrra)
Murder all these $#&@s
Rap game like the crack game
So I'm in the kitchen,
Wandrin' what they cookin' out
It's !@%!e!
Sixteen bars and the pure white

32 opus of good night
Sayn 50 like (Craa)
Burnin' everybody on the turnpipe
The block is neva silent
It's ten o'clock in the mornin'
I'm already hearin' sirens
These muthar$#&@ers is ballin'

I'm not $#&@in' seein' my wallet
I'm tryna get the cross
Ova money like I'm nervous
I may neva caught you drivin'
I'm tryna supersize it,
So I'm lookin' down at David
You lookin' to bake alive

Man, you barely left the city
I'm flying up to !@%(e
!@%& it, I'm starvin'
This yung boy cris
Drink a pipe for the (???)
Yeah, that's my babe
Got an $$# like J-Lo

If ya hatin', betta stay low
Scratch that
If ya hatin', betta stay low
No, I'm not Hispanic
But I swear this young man
Go hard for the pesso
I go hard for the pesso

Back then, ain't nobody sayn nothin' hard
I'm pullin' up to the sign and make the whole hood say woah