[Produced by: 2KGhost]
[Verse 1]
Lay a chick in the coupe, she love the W4NG
Talk the slang , always wanna come through
I fall back eatin' Cheerios, hollering out what it do
Flat screen on flat screens, match blunts we tag team
She wanna f**, I'm askin', in Aspen it's not as cold us
Get ran over by the tour bus, eatin' steak with lean in a Cold Crush
Ice all in my wrist my chain, bad b**hes wanna give me brain
My thoughts so crazy, sometimes I get paranoid, I just can't get lazy
[Interlude]
n***as will run up on you. know what I'm sayin'
Always gotta stay on my sh**, know what I'm sayin'
Got too much to lose, n***as done worked too hard bruh
[Verse 2]
Hit once don't need it twice, more purp, more Sprite
More girls, for the night, 'til the mornin, I'm like, so slonky
I might, try to do everything all right, f**, I'm f**ed up
All I need is a back ma**age, good head,she poppin' off
From the mouth, like she got it all, broke b**hes get hella dawged
All my cats hang with the boy, loud packs from St. Croix
Pa**port gettin' hella stamps, got two chicks at the airport
Uh, I swear this sh** be real life , she poppin' pills , I just wanna cut tonight
She sniffing, sippin', feelin' lifted off the kryptonite, tell her back it up like Juvenile in '99
Generation full of money hungry druggies, Knockin b**hes up comin' down , can't pay for them Huggies
Pull up in that Benz, and they wonder how my ends meet
A thousand for a track, I make money when my mouth speak
[Outro]
I'm just a young n***a comin' up man, feel me
Everyone got their grind, everyone got their haters
If They ain't hatin' you ain't doing something right
I gotta keep a flock of haters