Drop a bag of flour on the opp, we gon' fry his ass
That's a moissanite chain, where the diamonds at
In Minnesota with some wolves, you know we ride in packs
This ain't no pro clean, but watch it spin like a laundry mat
Roast beef pussy, I'd rather eat where a Arby's at
On that buff shit, we put a hole where his Cardi's at
Thought he got some V-cuts, that was a Smarties pack
Hit the road, yeah, I'm high as hell like where a Hardy's at
Bro givin' out bald fades, he went to barber class
Found some dope up in the club, sold him a party pack
Bro popped two Perk 30s and couldn't hardly rap
Hit that bitch from the front, she couldn't arch her back
Shot a opp, yeah, his phone died, he couldn't charge it fast
It's Friday, I'ma catch a body on Stanley grass
Hit her in a trap, the power off, shit where the candles at
Bitch askin' me for favors shit, where your family at
I'ma get the fish and chips to go for when I get the munchies
I cannot stand a broke bitch tryin' to say she love me
Ain't shit that you can do for me, and it make you ugly
I could probably get a new bit by tomorrow, yeah
I will never make a bitch stay, I do not enforce it
I'm really tryin' to make this bitch leave the door wide open
Hit a lick, don't give a fuck about the color of my forces
I'ma rob my ex-bitch as soon as her check hit
I put rims on the whip before I ever get a necklace
I pay cash for everything I own, I don't do the credit
I am not afraid to leave the house without a weapon
I could die for this shit right now, that's how I'm steppin
Johnny got me trippin' cause he left his shit scorchin
Shawty bein' extra cause I told her she was borin
I'ma dip in the middle of the night, not the morning
Element of surprise, I ain't givin' out a warnin
Gotta pay top for this drop and if not, then I'ma pour it
The doc won't prescribe this shit on the spot, then I'll import it
Hit my line if you tryin' to shop, if not, it's not important
He don't understand the game, now all he wanna do is forfeit
I don't care how many people it fits, what's the storage
He keep showin' off his kit, but he ain't even pay no mortgage
Damn, it's six in the mornin' and I still ain't hit no snorin
Right now I need a sprinter van, so miss me with the foreigns
I gotta ship a box to Florida and this other goin' to Oregon
See them lights, every organ in my body says to floor it
He was bustin' me on price, now I make sure he can't afford it
It's funny how a white girl see themself and wanna snort it
And I'm really plugged in, so I rarely see a shortage
Every drug is in, and when it comes to weed, I got a forest
I'm solid everywhere, but in your town, you still a tourist
And I'll test it right in front of you, I'm sure that it's the purest