Ecstasy

Huh, I can't even remember we was just fucking on the road

Yeah, actually I'm the person of the judge, so I don't know

Bitches claim they with you but leave when they get slow

Just pouring up this ecstasy like joy my only hope

Like I'm scared, so friends start talking to me, please leave me alone

Like my partner got hit, Jay, but my Glock ain't for show

And niggas keep on testing me so I'ma text your ho (uh, uh)

Like I said, I'll judge professionally, you ain't have my kind of dope

You ain't have my kind of dope

I pop Perky just to cope, I'm in the V8 Supertruck, not in Nokia, that shit slow

I see that gun you posted with, but when it's time, I'll let it blow

I told that bitch to keep it real, don't waste my time, just let me know

Just let me know somethin'

How you gon' diss but you got no gun?

I pull up late night with that stick, I don't like no sign

I'm on that shit H-I-G-H, I can't have no fun

Tell that your rapper that your bro got slow, ain't showing up, guy

I bought a box, I got the newest gen

I gotta piece up on my file, let's see whose block I'm in

I change the V up every night, don't know what car I'm in

Yeah, I hit hoe, won't hit choke, 'cause your bitch not a ten

You tryna beef on girl, you dumb as fuck, I'm not a rapper

Stay out the way before you die, your ass is not a factor

I got a piece, and you got a box, let's see who guns you faster

You want my ho, you got a girl, but your bitch is not better

Yeah, actually I'm the person of the judge, so I don't know

Bitches claim they with you but leave when they get slow

Just pouring up this ecstasy, like joy my only hope