[VERSE 1: Bolo Nef] Got a pretty a** tweaker with the d** in her clutch Invite her to the crib, I'm doing d** with the hutch I feel like I'm a god, I feel like I'm the sun These hoes revolve around me, got revolver in the cuts Pop a lot of pills so my tolerance is f**ed, and I don't tolerate no f** sh** Probably with a punk b**h Baby sun god shed light on all the f** sh** Higher than a kite I'm selling white at the function Got a god complex and all the hoes love it If I swoop your shorty I'm a hit and I'm a rub it in I'm a unitarian, I'm strapped like a republican I'm f**ing hoes in public places, plugging blow in public places Bet a b**h'll be amazed at all the game that I been laced with Blowing blunts in stair cases, I ain't scared of catching cases I ain't scared of catching bodies, basic b**hes scared of me Flash the pistol, scare the plug if he ain't trying to share with me [HOOK: Bolo Nef] Got my main b**h bussin' joogs out her porsche The b**h said "Bolo you're a thug", of course "does udf really got the plug?" of course Take a b**h out to dinner, feed her d**, of course X2 [VERSE 2: Bolo Nef] If I don't know the n***a tell him I ain't holding dope I'm stepping on your toes selling bags for the four Looking mad in the corner with a bag full of blow Gucci belt, tiny pants, still sag to the flo' Hanging with the weirdos with the grams in my coat Make a b**h take a selfie while I'm crammed in her throat b**h I'm lampin Sleeping on the couch I hide the bands in I got the pistol peeking out my pants, I ain't dancing Baby sun god, I'm a thug, but I'm handsome Square but I'm rare looking smug with the handgun Snub on my waist b**h I look like the cops I look like a god so I f** hella' bops I'm a make her ho up, make her give me all her guap Do a hold up with the semi give me everything you got I need every type of b**h, give me every b**h you got And I'm a keep a bottom b**h to give me every kind of top [HOOK x2]