Lyrics:

Cook that shit up, Quay

Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank)
Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't)
I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint)
Had a whole 'nother M in the bank this week
Hope a nigga don't think I'm sweet
Lil' homie graduate, buy him a new Jeep
Everything mine, don't rent it, I keep
All kind of cars, nigga, check out my fleet