Look, wait Dick in her mouth and she like how it taste Shawty told me to come over, if she try to work it I promise I'm catchin' a case Brodie do hits like 007, no ski but he still not leaving a trace Heard that they said they gon' do me, come try your luck and I promise you getting erased Wait, aye Gotti what they on? I got a bitch in all seven how I talk to them Rosetta Stone They said I was one and done, I had to come and let 'em know Glizzy in the back, he keep the glizzy he gon' let it blow Run it, run it up, getting money I don't give no fucks Goofy running up pole so big that I can't lift it up Shawty dumb or what? hit it once I had to give it up You only living once, get that money go and run it up We on his ass where his shows at Niggas dumb, posting on the gram. Where they poles at? Brand new gun, brodie lift it up where yo nose at And the trenches call my phone, told 'em no I can't go back Hellcats and Trackhawks, in the stoley mask off Like a rocket blast off Like a rocket blast, hold on wait Ayy man y'all already know what it is, [?] the fucking mixtape coming soon man