[Chorus]
I was cruisin' in the whip (skrrt)
With your b*tch (b*tch)
I'm toting choppas and I'm loading up them clips (rounds)
Your b*tch she like me yeah she coming to my crib (what?)
I'm on Market and they see me moving bricks (gas)
[Verse]
I'm counting racks look at my guap look at my rupees (racks)
Get shot at leave you wasted god these n*ggas goofy (b*tch)
I'm shooting shots but n*gga we not talking movies (shots)
Leave em bloody these b*tches look like some rubies (damn)
Hip to heavy when I see him its a homi (ayee)
She suck my di*k I give her tip she like it sloppy (sloppy)
These b*tch ass rappers getting KO’d like I'm Rocky (b*tch)
Shoutout my n*gga always with me thats my Tommy (shots)
Smoking diesel rolling blunts look at my pack (lean)
AP fully frozen like my new name Jack (ice)
Put these bands up in my safe look at my racks (racks)
I don't need no feature b*tch you getting slapped
I was cruisin' in the whip (skrrt)
Rolling zips (gas)
Wrist is bust down and I'm smoking in the vip (ice)
304 to 910 I do it big
I'm getting racks iItake your bag and then I dip