Lyrics: Mike Hector/Damaria Walker/Donte Perkins/Quincy Matthew Hanley
Music: Mike Hector/Damaria Walker/Donte Perkins/Quincy Matthew Hanley
Uh-huh (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
(Ooh) Then today, I find out you fools are paying two-seventy for a blunt
(Uh, God, ugh, I hate you)
Suu (Ooh)
(**** crackhead)
I got ****, I got bricks
(Gang, **** your face, girl, face, steez, ****)
I got girls, I got licks
I gotta get back on a ****
But if it's one thing you don't forget
****, I got—
(Never come around, ask Miss America)
Look ****, put me in the film
You know these **** all cap like brims
All this water, I could show you how to swim
Let this **** touch on my third limb
Yeah, nah fam, you ain't folk, you ain't kin
You ain't the **** I'ma look to to win
****, I was broke and I was down, gettin' it in
But now I'm up and outta town on your friends
But now I'm up and and outta bounds in a Benz
With a five-star ****, a real ten
We gon' plot, we gon' slide on his mans
Rub the wrong way, we gon' chop off your hands, ****
Let me put you in the movie (Put you in the movie)
**** gettin' smoked like a loosie
Fox 5, Channel 9, make the newsie
Ain't my bad that she chose to be choosy
Look, I got ****, I got opps
They got setups, I got drops
I got four packs, seals in a pop
I got two steps ahead, I think not
I got diamonds, I got thugs
I got a thick **** dancin' in the club
Get the wrong idea, blow his bulb
When we clipse with his **** in the tub, uh
Put me in the movie
I was a badass kid, like Boosie
Put me in the coupedy
****, you know I came from hoopdies
I got ****, I got bricks
I got the guns, I got licks
I gotta get back on a ****
'Cause if it's one thing you don't forget
****, I got ****