Aye lil wolfy back from the dead and im painting the street red feel like Teezo, I'm back on that bullshit If you talk reckless, then empty the full clip I don't sip no lean and I don't pop no bars Shawty, she on me, she think I'm a star I'm chasing this money, I really can't stop All these bitches wanna suck on my cock If she cannot pay me, I don't want the top Frosty, he blowin', he cannot be stopped Look, aye I hit that hoe from the back I don't love her, shit is wack Catch me at Barney's, I'm spending them racks I make a withdraw, then I'm back to the rap Bitches, they on me, they just wanna flex Them broke boys, they hatin' cause' frosty up next I only take cash, I don't want no checks Go peep my numbers, I'm at all y'all necks Woah, look I pull up, big body benz Fuck that little bitch and her friend Frosty, he winnin', he did it again The way that I'm comin', it should be a sin You broke as hell boy, you need to relax I spent your rent money, all up in saks I'm not really trippin', I'll get it right back He need a verse, you know I'ma tax You know I'm a stunt You know I'm the best I peeped your last song and I know you stressed You ain't getting money, boy, stop with the flex I feel like I'm Lonzo, I know I'm up next Used to get hated then counting it out Your pockets, they empty, it look like a drought Call up your bitch, tell her I want the mouth Frosty, he blowin' from north to the south