Just-just-just left from the bank Had to pick up the cash-cash Had no money, I'm on my ass-ass-ass- Pour lean up in my glass-ass And weed in my book bag Nigga-nigga-nigga too bad, he ain't getting no ass-ass-ass Reels-reels on my phone Pour-pour a whole pint and I'm gone N-n-now these bitches want me I just came through, jug the hoe, gone G-Got a white bitch, Post Malone W-With the braids in her hair, she throwed H-H-H-H-H Jug, won't s-show them racks, you a joke Just scored the ZaZa, let's go, go Lame ass niggas still throwing up fours Lame ass nigga not smoking on dope Lame ass nigga don't got no h-h-h-h-h-hoes Nigga don't got no drip Need to hit a lick, go finesse you some clo-o-thes Leaving from the bank, I finessed all the rolls Finna upgrade my Glock rose gold Finna aim at 360, no scope And it came with a beam You can hear it on soul Soul Soul Soul Yeah Oh, Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah Oh, Oh ah Ohhhm Ohh mm Ohhh ohm Oh Brrrrr