Yea yea what he say. Yea I’m sippin on my drink one gas it don’t Make since ima pimp u can talk all u want u will get knock out bye nigga I’m fina run a route my nigga told me u was born from the south u can’t talk I’m Finna walk him out. Yea it was cloudy before I went to bed something really warned me i ant even no I was sleep u could of turn me You could of burn me u could warn u could’ve forced me had to stalk her I had to walk her i can’t be cool. Ight I can’t be rude I gotta go on baby say she love me but I think it’s cap yea u a stop form the glass u are and o from the past yea it’s bars head to the car we gotta go u want meet me not today the rap fame is calling me I can’t be late are u a slave I got to make it today baby I love u say it back are u a cat nah u a hog u a dog baby no c plus b u want me nah u off the Xian’s baby I got bands in my hand pull up with dracos boy u know we gon spray tho u listen to quavo Okay I’m hopping on the beat I got the rhyme or it don’t make since it’s like trilogy fold the boy like I’m playing Monopoly ooh yea that was hard bands. Boy I get paid to spit bars ooh