text: Ooh 
  What? What? Uh, what?
  Ooh 
  Ooh 
  Ooh 
  What? What? What? What?
  What? What? What? What?
  What? What? What? What?
  Moved at me, you moved with caution 
  Uh, 512, she ball from Austin 
  Uh, watchin Family Guy, no way to pause it 
  Yeah, heard the voicemail and she damn near lost it 
  Hear the silence, hear the water from the faucet 
  One, two, three, we lasted longer than an auction 
  Thought I sold it, but it aint no way she bought it 
  Time to fill up the Wood with narcotics 
  Yeah, Im up in the trees if you need me 
  Yeah, back up and the gang go for a three-peat 
  Yeah, back up off the gang, man, we need three feet 
  While I mix up the magic, Houdini 
  Im in the 9 
  Im in the 9
  Im in the 9 
  Im in the 9
  Yeah, reppin the 9, yeah
  Yeah, Im in my prime
  Ayy, yeah, we in the grind
  Breakin it down
  I just left Houston, ooh, yeah
  Meet me at Travis spot, ooh
  We at the Batcave, yeah
  We at the pitstop, yeah
  I got these dreadlocks, yeah
  Im in the big block, yeah
  Im in that rich spot, yeah
  You in the fed spot, ooh
  I feel like the only one, hold up
  They callin me deadstock, ayy
  These niggas be holdin their tongue, hold up
  They dont be sayin a lot
  Im in a bloody spot, uh 
  Im in a bloody spot, what? 
  Im in a dirty spot, huh 
  Im in a bloody spot, uh 
  Im in the trap, Im in the back, Im in the birdy spot, uh
  Got a little dirty thot, ayy
  She come with a dirty spot, ayy
  That come with a dirty pot, yeah
  I need the dirty with pop, yeah
  I need a bitty with pop, yeah
  All of my bitches gon pop, yeah