[Produced by: Nedarb Nagrom]
You see me smoking out the weed jar
Plenty blunts inside my car
Police pulled me over just because he like the paint job
Pull out my 180 going crazy screaming "who is y'all?"
Pull off in my M-3
Now I don't remember her
n***as can't keep up so now they mad as f**
We don't give no f**
See me smoking why I'm pa**ing y'all
You don't need no lady boy you crazy she might damage ya
I've been through it all
I can only buy my own stuff
She say she like chocolate I'm Willy Wulf Wonka
I'm only 22 with three cars I feel accomplished
Coulda had five but I ain't found the two I wanted
She hit me like, "boy I'm lit. Say I really want ya"
I reply like "who is this" I didn't save the number
We chillin' every summer legit we out the drumma
Pull off with my n***as finna eat, we talkin' numbers
We plottin' for the whole year
They won't see it coming
Hollow Squad heading to the top like we need some air
I swear we don't care
We pull up like we live here
See me switching gears in the mirrors screaming "Who is this?!"
Put em' in a moshpit
Play with me I take sh**
He play sh** on me I pull back up finna break a b**h
I care bout my own click
It's Hollow Squad or d**h wish
I don't give no f**
Let me show I ain't no punk trick
I think I better smoke a Backwood for I flip sh**
Komodo was tripping tryna use me for a quick lit
I say hell naw I took his money and his main chick
I don't give no f** bout none of you boys or who you came with
I'm steady saying the same sh** because you n***as ain't listening
You b**h