text: Lyrics from Snippet
  Steeze, make some space, bro
  Ha ha
  In this bitch too
  Bitch stop callin me
  Bitch stop callin me
  With the gang
  Swerving with a bad bitch on the east side
  Smoking on that dope, came from Cali
  White bitch she from the valley
  Fat ass, and we with some bitches
  And we bout to get lit, we do not fuck with snitches
  Roll me up a spliff, I get higher than the Hilton
  These niggas talkin shit, I keep my weapon like a walker
  I told her Im a trapper, not a rapper but I do this
  These niggas talkin shit, I keep a .40 like I glued it
  I did so many flips, I got record doin track
  But I aint never run, I cant jump, I dont do that
  Im cooling with a foreign bitch, we smokin on that gass
  She looking at me crazy, she ask if Im gon pass
  I told her do not get that pack, and you not smokin my runts
  I hit that lil bitty bitch from the back, I break her shit from the front 
  I hit that ball right out the park, my niggas they never run 
  I came in the game balling on these niggas, know that Im gon stunt
  I aint got time for a hoe, I only got my time for my bros
  And I only get paid for a show, If you got me, nigga let me know
  I aint need no love for the fake shit, I aint got no niggas, why you sayin this?
  I came up, nigga I changed it, my niggas, we lit, we made it 
  Pour up a cup of the Hennessy, better yet pour up a double cup
  Niggas be talkin the dumbest stuff, I promise you niggas aint done enough
  Lil Skies really be runnin up, 20 bands in my left pocket
  I was never really havin wallets, I was ballin like Im Ben Wallace
  Niggas hatin, yeah they gonna hate, Im a young nigga with plenty cake
  Niggas in they feelins all the time, I aint worried bout em all the time
  I be puttin in the overgrind, niggas know I got overshine
  And Im really prolly gettin mine, everybody gotta take they time
  Niggas talkin, they dont never listen all my diamonds shinin and they glisten
  VVS niggas always hatin, diamonds drippin by the way Im skatin
  Niggas hate and thats a true debate, I dont care what they gotta say
  Ima get the bread in every way, me and Stan we gon elevate 
  Niggas they know what I mean, sip lean, I aint sippin on green
  Double cup, that is my tea 
  Lil nigga got smoke with me, he a lil cup of Hi-C
  Ima put his ass on a beam 
  Big stick when we shoot out the window
  I dont talk too much, these niggas not my friends bro
  I dont talk too much to these niggas, they nothin but a pimp-o
  I dont talk too much to these niggas, they not my friend bro
  Yeah, smokin dont end tho
  Yeah, why we out tho
  Yeah, and Im screamin from the popo
  Yeah, we aint sellin pack to them tho
  Oh yeah, mhmm
  Oh yeah, what we say? Mhmm