Verse 1
I ain't in the booth unless I'm buzzed out
Yeah my team in Line with the drums out
I got 200 in my hand
For some women who ain't strippers but they down for going in
Take a shot of makers whisky let it settle in
Don't hate on another lady skills do it better then
I ain't taking L's in any format yeah we better win
I can't have a single thing ever I need double twins
Sipping out a double cup a blunt filled with the strongest sin
Pass the money down into my bank you know I'm next to kin
I don't play around I get around but I don't get around
Right behind the ass the position that she gone catch me in
Hook
Yeah I'm with the smoke boy
Take yo bitch and take you for a joke boy
Say you a rapper but heard you choke boy
I know you a broke boy
How you only hot inside a coat boy
Ima run down on you with the folk boy
You ain't with the shits boy
Everywhere I go that shit is lit boy
You ain't really out here with the sticks boy
I can't get you hit boy
I'm the one to come and do the hit boy
I do not trust a nigga for shit boy
Verse 2
I be making
I be making moves not memes
Only taking mini naps cause I be trynna live a dream
Niggas clean
They ain't got the smoke they blowing steam
This shit really ain't for you just learn to sing
I be taking niggas queens
Turn them into pawns
This a chess game
That's why they don't call me by my real name
Ima make em real mad
I ain't got a kid but I'm dad
I been pulling since we used the word swag
I can tell them niggas fake
They don't wanna see a nigga great
They be eating but food is from my plate
I don't think they wanna play
If I let it spray it ain't no pause button
You gone have to live with that mistake
Type 1 diabetic but this shit ain't bitter sweet
Please don't think I'm gangsta I don't dress up halloween
I just gotta let ya mans know that if it's time to throw them hands
I don't hesitate to let these hands go
I ain't asking what you want
Ima tell em what it is
Only riding with the fam that's it
I don't need a lot of friends
Ain't no names in my phone
Just some letters i know who they all is
Hook
Just in case you want some smoke boy
You don't really have hope boy
I know you ain't really gonna tote boy
I know you ain't tough boy
You grew up a rich boy
I know you ain't really with the shits boy
You can't make a hit boy
You just listen to your own shit boy
You know all that shit don't make sense boy
You are not a king boy
How you say you ring bells boy
We gone send yo body down to hell boy