We gone off these drugs, it got us leaning over (yeah) Baby K on me, Lil Quincho keep a stroller (yeah) Off the meter sip Wockesha, I'm gon' need a soda (yeah, aye) Catch me at your BM house and I'm sleeping over (yeah) Yeah, I take a hoe from the 4 She got dough I put her straight on a flight I made her give up throat, then she got ghosted She thought she was stayin' the night This water on me need a boat, strapped with that heat, but still ain't no meltin' this ice And I walk around in robes while she wash clothes, I don't got to tell her twice (yeah) And we gone off these drugs, it got us leaning over (yeah) Baby K on me, Lil Quincho keep a stroller (yeah) Off the meter sip Wockesha, I'm gon' need a soda (yeah, aye) Catch me at your BM house and I'm sleeping over (yeah, aye, aye) I'm tryna eat with these P's for dinner All black beamer, the seats vanilla Whole lotta shots, we creepin', send 'em That boy a hoe, don't believe his gender Whole lotta foreigns with freaks up in 'em I got the keys like Alicia wit' 'em That hoe knew the routine, we switch 'em Sticked up, no limousine, extend 'em Big bag, I got them racks and they know Strapped down, we got some shit off Halo Sack chase, I'm tryna stash a bankroll How shit go, I just talk, volcano Whole lotta blues and greens, Luigi Bro in the pot like he knew a genie Play if you want, make the news, the TV I walk through and they lose bikinis And we gone off these drugs, it got us leaning over (yeah) Baby K on me, Lil Quincho keep a stroller (yeah) Off the meter sip Wockesha, I'm gon' need a soda (yeah, aye) Catch me at your BM house and I'm sleeping over (yeah) Yeah, aye, we got all typa drank up in the freezer Beat you I'm poppin' knockin' like a speaker They fanned out and watchin' from the bleachers She give that knockiana I'ma leave her, lil bro servin' 10, August Alsina Was broke on my tee and now she wear cheetah (yeah) We strapped with a macaroni, velveeta (It's Mirr) I get that cheese like velveeta (cash) I'm real inebriated off the Wockesha Mirr never depend on a bitch, I don't need her (nah) Dive in a vibe and I'm real quick to leave her I got that lean K, a real sleeper (yeah) No TLC, bitch I stay with the creepers Bet this baby rocket give him jeeters No Miami, Tizzy keep 'em a heater (boom) Big Mirr NFN a real scary site You know I stay with the strap like a lesbian dyke Burnin' oreo runts, bitch I'm high as a kite (gas) A nigga push up and he gon' lose his life Bad bitches givin' the kid knockiana (bad) I'm tryna make your bitch my Thotiana (yeah) Big Mirr a king, they call me Don Dada Mirr and Quin steppin' we'll knock your pinata