Aye, that's how you feelin' lil' bitch then go wit' yo' move Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, ok cool Uh, ain't finna fake kick it with these niggas I'd rather count blues, huh Oxytocin or the tris, I couldn't choose, yeah So I took both nigga and that shit got me on snooze I left the ho on read, she said I'm rude I was juggin' niggas yeah off gram, back in high school Them niggas broke as hell and they still sharin' one twos Huh, them niggas clowns, we takin' him down for all of his pounds Huh, yeah, nigga fuck yo' gang, shoutout my gang, they hold shit down Aye, nigga fuck fame, y'all niggas lame, them boys hang for the crowd Them niggas hang for the crowd, huh, uh, aye I got a brand new stick, yeah, and he [?] Aye, I got a brand new bih', yeah and she way from the south Daroo tryna go hit him a lick, yeah so we stalkin' him out We stalkin' him out then we walkin' him down They chalkin' him out and we takin' his bread if he get out of bounds Aye, [?] we makin' 'em frown And they made his bitch ass get out of town I get high like fuck the clowds Aye, that's how you feelin' lil' bitch then go wit' yo' move Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, ok cool Uh, ain't finna fake kick it with these niggas I'd rather count blues, huh Oxytocin or the tris, I couldn't choose, yeah So I took both nigga and that shit got me on snooze I left the ho on read, she said I'm rude I was juggin' niggas yeah off gram, back in high school Them niggas broke as hell and they still sharin' one twos