[Hook]
Aye, roll it up, let's get lit (Damn, damn)
Like my backwoods exactly how I like my b**h, damn that's thick
Aye, take a puff, take a hit (damn, damn)
I don't chase 'em, but your hoe be on my dick (that's my thottie)
I got cups, I got drank (damn, damn)
n***as stuntin' with no money in the bank, get your bands up Pullin' up, quarter tank (damn, damn)
Blowin' loud hoe and the section stank, what you think?
[Verse 1]
I don't f** with no frauds (with no frauds), aye
Backin' right out the garage, aye
Runnin' I need a ma**age, aye
Workin' like I had a job, aye
Eatin' cause n***a I starve, aye
Minneapolis I'm wavey, k**in' rappers on the daily
She took me back to her bedroom
Novyon gave her that leg room
That moment she gave me a head full
That she charged me up like a Red Bull
Wings, she gave me wings
I'm spittin' dope and collecting the fiends
I break it down then I roll up the tree
I got the sauce, what the f** do you mean?
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I need a b**h who don't talk back
Just give me head like a ball cap
Keenan and Kell b**h I'm "All That"
Young n***a changing the format
Don't give no f** if you hating, aye
Don't got no time for no caking, aye
I've just been drinking and kegging, aye
I just got lost in the Matrix, damn
Please don't get lost in the sauce bae
I still got work on my off day
She callin' me like a ball play
I got that heat like Picante
Woah, working my wrist
Working these tracks, then I'm working your b**h
Then she gets pa**ed like a f**ing a**ist
I keep that flame cause I really be lit
[Hook]