Lyrics:

(Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff)

I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun (beep, beep)
For every mil' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (dumb)
I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (one)
Smokin' a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung (my lung)
I just want cash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk
1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon' hunt (frrah)
The FN-57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (trunk, you too)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you can't pour my love (my love)

You should enjoy your whole day 'cause I am good, my love (I'm good, my love)
How you keep tryn' make me fuck but you need-need one suck?
Both of my pockets, they stuffed, uh
Bank account tryna keep up (whoa, yeah)
I can never go bankrupt (whoa, yeah)
I put your bitch in the tub, yeah
I don't believe in good luck (yeah, I don't)
Knuck if you buck, make her nut (what? What?)
She never slept in my house (house)
Hit it twelve times in my own Bentley truck, yeah
I fucking get all the drugs, yeah
Sometimes I check on my plug, yeah
I get money with some crips, yeah
I get money with some bloods, yeah
What you don't know? Uh
You ain't never seen my other side
Complexion is from my mother's side
Don't got the ways on my brother's side (no)
I will give you almost everything (everything)
You know that bitch is like some of mine (no)
Rockin' Vetements from the summer line (summer line)
And you know it is the wintertime (yeah)

I get the bands, count the blue cheese (woo)
I do that shit for fun (slatt, let's go, fun)
For every mil' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (dumb, dumb)
I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (one, one)
Smokin' a back full of that gas, almost lost my lung (my lungs)
I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk (skunk, skunk)
1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon' hunt (frrah)
The FN-57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (trunk)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pouring my love (yeah)

You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pouring my love (huh, huh)
You keep tryna make me come, but you can't buy my love (huh, huh)
I don't need to cover my jeans
Why would I make a thot of my queen? (My queen, yeah)
She wanna fuck my team, I could blow that bitch to smithereens (let's go)
I said fuck your team, we pulled up just like the marines (the marines, yeah)
Nigga don't want no beef, I ain't never never eatin' no Jimmy Dean's, yeah
Yeah, as far as I go my bean
She sniff coke, that lil' bitch a fiend, yeah
Yeah, she not coutin' money
Not crack cards, but you know I'm not rich, ayy
Y'all niggas, y'all too funny
Jim Carrey me, myself, and Irene (Irene)
I might start sellin' trees, just the way I always got leaves (yeah)
I might start sellin' plants, just the way your bitch ate up T (yeah)
Chanel, bro, came out of clam, this shit on my neck look like beads, ayy

I get the bands, count the blue cheese (ayy yeah)
I do that shit for fun (yeah, yeah, let's go, fun)
For every mil' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (dumb-dumb)
I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (one, one)
Smokin' a back full of that gas, almost lost my lung (my lungs)
I don't smoke trash need a gas mask
This shit smell like skunk (smell like skunk)
1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon' hunt (frrah)
The FN-57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (trunk)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pourin' my love (love)