[Verse (Black Matt)]
Why life gotta be like this?
IG thots tryna chill
Purse cost some racks
I just blow out her back
Hit the Uber on track
And dip out as I peel
Rarely give f*cks how you feel
When you came up on a deal
Never had knots
Move tracks to the block
Or kept it 100, i feel
We in the field
Dirty money just like coke on a bill
Fresh off that lime
Parlay in presence of dimes
Best dressed yes in the flesh
I'm thinkin soundcheck is at 9
Green room sh*t, I need Bombay and Lime
f*ck with my stylin
Its love all the time
Locked in these bars
I'm committing a crime
Rock with your squad if they f*cking with mine
[Hook (Black Matt)]
Grab new hoes
They just f*ck cause we rhyme
Repeat that sh*t just a couple more times
Then once again I dip out and I ride (x2)
Grab new hoes
They just f*ck cause we rhyme
Repeat that sh*t just a couple more times
Then once again I dip out and I ride (x2)
[Verse (Sey)]
This sh*t right here for the b*tch n*ggas
Switch hitters, who write filler
I might kill her, a mic killer
Killer Mike tryna be on the level
Of a n*gga like I
I don't know why I stay so fly
Prolly cause I like to get real high
So I might as well look like a boss
On the digi-scale I take no loss
Water I drinkin is Fiji or Voss
Do I like wings? It depend on the sauce
All in her mouth and she wearin the gloss
I am too cold and they callin me frost
I got the money don't care 'bout the cost
Corner store n*gga he see me a lot
Yo b*tch and yo b*tch they see me a lot
My n*ggas we be on TV a lot
Roll up the weed n*gga roll up the pot
I got a thot she got she got a thot
We got a thought
Why ain't you hot?
Cuz you ain't squad
n*gga I'm off
Xan and lean
Dab and weed
Since 17
I been a fiend
I been a beast
I need to feed
My addiction to the game
Once I'm in it ain't the same
What's my motherf*ckin name
SEY
n*gga you know me
[Hook (Black Matt)]