I got 4 spent money on the poor we be flexin we be textin we be staying at the Westin we be slapping booty why it’s playin can’t be Layin he went to jail we been flowing hitting melody like John f Kennedy, he be shooting that a felony he committed suicide, he has no remedy, we be at the beach we be smoking weed eating lychee leve hickey my girl like Mickey she be sneaky, I pulled up to the hotel there be flying bullets my mama be cryin that bullet be flyin, bang bang