text: Hitmaka
  I aint really finna tell yall how to get away with murder and shit
  Ohh
  Baby, tell me what the business is 
  Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless 
  Ohh, let you start, Ima finish it 
  Ohh, skrrt-skrrt out the dealership 
  Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
  Quiet down, pack loud
  Hit the switches, pipes loud
  Quiet down, pack loud
  Say you need a joint, Ima roll it 
  Niggas poppin pills, Im the one thats gettin stoned
  Niggas blowin out they smoke, Im tryna hold it 
  Soon as it come off the plant, it be already sold
  It be with me on the road smokin outta my hotel room
  Everywhere I go, they be like, He got a smell to him 
  He got it mailed to him , but mine be growin wings
  You could probably do a half, but Ima need the whole thing 
  My joint is so green, my ride is so mean
  You niggas so weak, my pockets so deep
  My bank is full of Os, you niggas owe me
  I blow it by the O, I put the O in OG 
  Baby, tell me what the business is 
  Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless 
  Ohh, let you start, Ima finish it 
  Ohh, skrrt-skrrt out the dealership 
  Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
  Quiet down, pack loud
  Hit the switches, pipes loud
  Quiet down, pack loud
  Ohh, dont kill the vibe, that shit sensitive 
  Got her jumpin 4AM, it aint no membership 
  Yeah, cactus residue all on my fingertips 
  Yeah, when Im out my mind, I dont use sentences 
  Yeah, sendin hunnids like its change
  Put the ice on all the gang 
  She piped on cocaine, Im pipin, octane
  Hot flames , lightin
  Hit the switch , this legit, huh 
  Pink slips , this my shit
  She just wanna hit of La Flame an of Wiz, yeah
  Bounce, wrist, wrist, bounce, wrist, while I mix
  Baby, tell me what the business is 
  Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless 
  Ohh, let you start, Ima finish it 
  Ohh, skrrt-skrrt out the dealership 
  Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
  Quiet down, pack loud
  Hit the switches, pipes loud
  Quiet down , pack loud
  Niggas, French vanilla with the soda 
  I got the toolie on me, so tell em show up 
  Got the CocaCola, Dr. Cola 
  Any means necessary, bet we gon ball out 
  Perc from Khaled , purse carrats, horse and carriage
  Queen of the south, bitch from Dallas 
  Trippin, trippin off lean, anyone who want it? 
  Nig-niggas frontin, now I hit the strip and drive a hunnid 
  Rock away and do the lean, baby 
  Ex crack, who runnin?
  My-my wrist a hunnid, bad bitches flee from London 
  Pack loud , fourty cal 
  Blaow, au revoir, ridin Mr. Ciao 
  Baby, tell me what the business is 
  Ohh, hit the J, now she limitless 
  Ohh, let you start, Ima finish it 
  Ohh, skrrt-skrrt out the dealership 
  Ohh, hunnid shows packed out
  Quiet down, pack loud
  Hit the switches, pipes loud
  Quiet down, pack loud