Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah
Pussy homosexual
Gang-gang in this motherfucker, turnin' up with us, man, one time
Man, Money Bag on the beat
My motherfuckin' broski, you feel me?
(Oh!Zone on the beat)

Pussy homosexual, cookie ain't no 'riginal
Love my niggas, X and O
Smokin' gas, Texaco, found a plug in Mexico
All my diamonds Eskimo, off the Perc, I text the most
Rob the nigga, flex the most, flex like international
Grab her ass and squeeze her throat, bitches like to fuck with coke
Trenches, I'm they only hope, treat me like a fuckin' G.O.A.T
Shooter, I cannot get poked, pussy, he don't want no smoke
Nut, he'll actually blow, turn you tuna casserole
Chiraq, gotta ride with gats, molly, weed, Percs and X
Gotta keep your niggas close, never know who next to go
You broke, what you slackin' for? Killers, they get cracked the most
Bro 'nem got my back the most, system hate the blacks for sure
Shorty, they be coo-coo gang, they don't ever ask to blow
Bitch, what you trappin' for? My lil bitch is sexual
Nope, I can't save a ho, bro, what you save her for?
Drugs, I could take a whole, traffic, I'ma take a pole
No, drugs take his nose, gang, they'll take your soul
Bitch, just play your role, nobody know
Home invasion, if nobody home
Got a felony, if it's 'body home
Got my guns with me, ain't no bodyguards
And I'm hard body, even though my body hard
I don't know if Nuski saved me, it's probably God
Lil' bro, he be shootin', lil' bro, he a asshole, uh
Killer and a snitch, call him 'Donnie Brasco'
How you hang with gangsters? They don't know you tattled
Lost auntie to cancer, man, I wish she battled
Caught that nigga lackin', man, I wish we got him
Glad we didn't get him, looked up, seen't the camera
My bitch got a grill, she from Alabama, uh
And that bitch a savage, she ain't got no manners
She dropped out of school just to fuck a scammer
Told her he gon' get her a car and get her off the campus
Bitches love drugs, I just gave her Xannies
She don't swallow nut, call that lil' bitch petty, uh
I just need my cheese, I just need my fetty
EDM with 8-track, I might get some Becky
All-black Glock just to match the Dickies
And I bought my bitch a watch just to match Meek and Nicki
Had to jump up out the game, shit was gettin' tricky
If it feel like I can't trust you, then I'm up and blickin', uh
And I'm vegetarian, fuck some chicken
And you act so scary as you duckin' niggas

I don't fuck with niggas
Especially them sucker niggas
You know what I'm sayin'?
Speakin' facts man, bein' one thousand
One K