Oh man, goddamn
Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn
Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn
Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn
Oh man, goddamn, oh man, goddamn
Yeah, yeah
Ay, airbase, Wock poured, dumbfound
Soft case, M4 gun sound
Tris, Tris, Tris
Pourin' green in a compound
Sip, sip, sip
Boy, yo' team in the background
Boy, this gas got me coughin'
Laying in a coffin, yo' brother do that often
Bad lil' bitch from Austin turned into a goblin
I can't afford to focus, Blueface on me, J. McLaughlin
Die 'bout a body, let's see where that leave him
I'm in the crib, weak as fuck off the reefer
Too many hoes on the line, need a beeper
An arm and a leg for a eight bar feature
Like, you got to be kidding me
Fuck around, shoot when he in my vicinity
All of these mini-mes, they want belittle me
Go get a job, L-O-L, you killing me
Smokin' on pressure, left in a stretcher
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
Put on a header, how he get deader
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
Reefuh so clever, boy an endeavor
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
Hand on the lever, boy, get better
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
Hoe, it's daddy's birthday
Come say "What's up?" to a young thug
Pour up a eight, it's some dirt, now my cup mud
Like boy, you so late, ain't even worth, you a damn dud
(Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Damn, that boy look stupid as fuck
I got to say that, I get the money, I'm countin' my motherfuckin' bucks
Why they all talking on me? Like, damn, they songs, they suck
Why they all talking on me? Like, damn, leave 'em in dust
I just be countin' my cheddar
I'm countin' my money, I'm countin' my bills
I be like slow that shit right down, I need my fuckin' mills
Fuck all them prescriptions bitch
I can't even fuck with no damn pills
I'm just smokin' cookies in the crib
I can't even tell what's real
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
(Body-body-body-body-body-body, yeah)
Damn-damn, that boy look stupid as fuck
He not talking 'bout money
Lil' bro bust, the broke boy muff (Goodbye)
Tris, Tris, Tris
Boy, this drank got me stuck
Sip, sip, sip
I'm riding 'round town, I'ma carry my gun
Ay, airbase, Wock poured, dumbfound
Soft case, M4 gun sound
Tris, Tris, Tris
Pourin' green in a compound
Sip, sip, sip
Boy, yo' team in the background
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Bah, pop)
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Skrrt)
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh