Town, oh She hear it now, she like that pound, oh That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him She hear it now, she like that sound, oh Don't listen, he a lie, girl, I know you a fly girl Guess I meant to touch it, I thought you was my girl Like stuntin' for that shit, I'm slidin', girl, there's shit you hidin' Wanna touch it, get up on it, let you get a ridin' I'm into pistols, issue Niggas get him wacked, bro got a missile, whistle Jumpin' out the bed, like "Where my rope at?" She gon' let me choke that, say it ain't 'bout nothin' We're like "Where my coat at?" A half a ticket for a ride downtown, oh We smokin' now, she like that pound, oh That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him She hear it now, she like that sound, oh Don't listen, he a lie, he dead, he in the sky They fuckin' with a nigga from my hood And the nigga ain't no good, don't know why So he irrelevant We in Neiman Marcus, let her swipe Visa Too important to be nothing to my side pieces I don't do no tweakin' if she leave me She know that I don't need her But ain't gon' say she ain't no keeper, when she truly is Appreciate the souvenir, this that bust-y, bust-y She blew a PPP on me and that shit fucked me up Ayy, I reciprocate the love, but I can't tie you down Your partner told you I'm a clown, don't let her pump you up The only thing that's French kissable is double cups Bet you'd never find a photo of us snuggled up Ain't nothin' badder than a bitch that's worth a hundred plus Like nothin' doper than the joint that got us duckin' sun A half a ticket for a ride downtown, oh We smokin' now, she like that pound, oh That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him She hear it now, she like that sound, oh Don't listen, he a lie, he dead, he in the sky They fuckin' with a nigga from my hood And the nigga ain't no good, don't know why So he irrelevant Woah, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah Woah, ayy-yeah A half a ticket for a ride downtown, oh We smokin' now, she like that pound, oh That nigga gettin' greedy, think we gon' have to leave him She hear it now, she like that sound, oh Don't listen, he a lie, he dead, he in the sky They fuckin' with a nigga from my hood And the nigga ain't no good, don't know why Irrelevant Ooh-oh, so irrelevant Ooh-oh, so irrelevant