[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