(Surf cookin' up)
I don't want you, I want one of your friends
Dawg on the beat, I'ma do it again
Bro going crazy off Xannies again
I write what I know, but just not for pretend
Mama say, "Watch who you calling your friend"
I fucked around and lost one of my friends
Nah, to the grave, your nigga
That loyalty just wasn't right
So I put it to end
She say she love me
But I can't be fucking with her
'Cause she said the same thing to my mans
How the fuck I'm 'posed to focus on you?
Bitch, I'm not with this shit
I just wanted some bands
Cartier vision, I don't got the glasses
Remember when I was in passing my classes
Boujee lil' hoe, but she really just ratchet
You know that broke, keeping him a lil' ratchet, yeah
Out in Atlanta
They telling me that I'ma make it
Boy, I got the passion, yeah
I'm 'bout to move
Walking on these niggas like Michael
I fuck with the Jacksons, yeah
Fuck how they feel
I'ma blow like a flute
You got a gun
Then put it to use
You got a gun
Then let a nigga shoot (pah, pah)
We put this bitch on mute
Smoking that exotic
Boy, don't try to cheat
What I got this the shit
Put that bitch on two's
I know some niggas
That went to the school that I went to
Them niggas don't be towing two's
Bitch, I'm an animal
Ready to get out this cage
We really don't play by the rules
Thinking that one of us 'bout to go out
Like a sucka
Them bitch come and see what we do
I always promised my Mama
Since I was a youngin
That I was gon' get her a coupe
So gold on the loose
Know a bitch
That's just newbie
He new to the gang, but he true
Flew out from Cleveland
I'm stuck in the booth
Jack in the box, put the jack in the boot
Duke going crazy
He stay with the tool
Fuck it
I took this bitch through the roof (yeah)
Fuck it
I took this bitch through the roof (yeah)
(Fuck it, I took this bitch through the roof, yeah)
(I took this bitch through the roof, yeah)