[Verse]
Bust down, wonderin' who the f*ck I trust now
On my way to Hawaii, I might just take the bus now
Pop a couple addy, I just do not give a f*ck now
I can't fall in love, I just really wanna bust now
I said, Glocks is my options, I'm like which one do I bust now?
So how many different Molly do it take to fall in love now?
All these b*tches nowadays really wanna lust now
I said, pull up to yo hood, but you put the f*ckin' gun down
Uh, uh, okay what now?
Red scopes, aimed up atcho head, you get run down
I said, all I f*ckin' heard growin' up was f*ckin' gun sounds
It took my daddy alcohol to put the ma'f*ckin' gun down
My b*tch a baddie, she just really wanna f*ck and then a bustdown
Can't f*ck wit cops, they be pullin' up and puttin' me in cuffs now
For all my opps, when we pull up, better ma'f*ckin' duck down
I don't give a damn cuz all my ma'f*ckin' f*cks out
And I been chillin' with Huncho, and after we unload
We pull up to yo crib, then we f*ckin' yo b*tch throat
Then we putchu inna ground, then I p*ss on yo headstone
I just grabbed the f*ckin' trap keys, hop up innat Lambo
Then I limbo, uh, f*ckin' yo b*tch throat
b*tch, I'm just a dog, and I'm lookin' for a new bone
I don't mean to flex, but this Rollie, it cost two tone
And this diamond incrested wit sum ma'f*ckin' rhinestones
It cost all my investment, to which this sh*t I am destined
I pop a X, and then I pull up, and I'm f*ckin' my ex b*tch
And I go crazy when I pull up, and I'm offa the X, b*tch
My pockets skinny, cuz I spent it all up onto my necklace
But that rollie that I copped, yeah it sit on my left wrist
And I'm chillin' wit a Glock, and I spill his intestines
And I'm droppin' all these opps, cuz they really be testin'