[Intro]
(Trilly, you the bestest)
[Chorus]
Uh, we bring all the action to the party
Bands in my Robin's, gettin' sh*t lit, what you mean?
I'm the one who got this sh*t started
Them other ni**as watchin'
Shawty, she gon' drop it off the bean
In the back, I'm turnt up
No fan on me, I'm burnt up
She see me, she get star struck, for real
Rich, play hockey, but got no pucks
You ni**as got bad luck
It's a race and I'ma beat you to the mills, yeah
[Verse 1]
All alone, time gone, duckin' from the five-oh
Just here to get my mulah, get this green, uh
New pack full of meds, just crackin' cards, I'm finna slide home
Prolly took some from your mama, fu*k you mean? (Yeah, yeah)
Give me neck, front seat, top back, Bimmer
That's probably why her ni**a mad, he know his b*tch an eater
She re-up on the meat like a pizza, Little Caesars
But her ni**a, he be simpin', he still beggin' for a feature
[Pre-Chorus]
If I show you what I made, I swear that sh*t'll blow your mind
Doin' surgery on your b*tch, I had to rearrange her spine
Feel like Kyrie, straight assist to my ni**as droppin' dimes
Feel like Kobe, I'm up eighty-one, I still be getting mines
[Chorus]
Uh, we bring all the action to the party
Bands in my Robin's, gettin' sh*t lit, what you mean?
I'm the one who got this sh*t started
Them other ni**as watchin'
Shawty, she gon' drop it off the bean
In the back, I'm turnt up
No fan on me, I'm burnt up
She see me, she get star struck, for real
Rich, play hockey, but got no pucks
You ni**as got bad luck
It's a race and I'ma beat you to the mills
[Verse 2]
Oh, oh, I got rich, I got your b*tch, come get a bag
You wanna hop up in the mix and then get hit, we doin' bad (Oh, oh)
Her ni**a handed me his mixtape, I threw it in the trash (Trash)
The key fresher than some Colgate
I pour me up a cup, I can't think straight
Oh yeah, gettin' fu*ked up, this Henny be the end of me
Oh fu*k, look at what I've done, don't know what's got into me
I'm stickin' with my friends, but I be closer to my enemies
Really it depends if I let 'em come and sit with me
[Pre-Chorus]
If I show you what I made, I swear that sh*t'll blow your mind
Doin' surgery on your b*tch, I had to rearrange her spine
Feel like Kyrie, straight assist to my ni**as droppin' dimes
Feel like Kobe, I'm up eighty-one, I still be getting mines
[Chorus]
Uh, we bring all the action to the party
Bands in my Robin's, gettin' sh*t lit, what you mean?
I'm the one who got this sh*t started
Them other ni**as watchin'
Shawty, she gon' drop it off the bean
In the back, I'm turnt up
No fan on me, I'm burnt up
She see me, she get star struck, for real
Rich, play hockey, but got no pucks
You ni**as got bad luck
It's a race and I'ma beat you to the mills