Ayy, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go Love you, Summrs! In an Audi R8, smokin' tree, bitch, I'm geeked Tryna suck me like she ain't ate, this bitch a freak in the sheets What you want today? I ain't speak to you in a week No, these ain't no J's, these Giuseppe's on my feet Can't believe what I just heard, tryna fuck me for some merch Off the lean, I might just swerve, had to kick a lil hoe to the curb Put a nigga on a shirt, choppa went berserk Skudsku in the vert and do-do-do with the burst Watch my niggas just shoot at your snapback She snap me, but I ain't snap back In the club, dead off the Perc', they sayin' some', I'll snap back Fuck all of these thots, I get the cheese just like a lab rat "Say, what is that smell? ", got the gas up in my backpack They tried to put me in the cell, but, hell no, I ain't have that He say he just cop YSL, boy you know you don't got that I'm finna go pick up Bell, you know that I'm in that He talkin' all on Instagram, but you know he ain't 'bout that I'm from the South, bitch, I'm sippin' on this dirt Got a white boy in the whip and he shoot like he Dirk Cuban mama all on my side, give me brain just like she a nerd If you shoot then I'ma shoot back, give a fuck about what you heard, yeah