text: Goin on you with the pick and roll
  Young La Flame, he in Training Mode
  Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
  At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
  Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes
  This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
  Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
  Had to hit my old town to duck the news
  Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
  Now its 4 a.m. and Im back up poppin with the crew
  I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop likе Jamba Juice
  Different colorеd chains, think my jeweler really sellin fruits
  And they chokin, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
  Some—Some—Some—Someone said
  To win the retreat, we all in too deep
  Pl—Pl—Playin for keeps, dont play us for weak 
  To win the retreat, we all in too deep
  Pl-Pl-Playin for keeps, dont play us for weak
  Yeah, this shit way too formal, yall know I dont follow suit
  Stacey Dash, most of these girls aint got a clue
  All of these hoes I made off records I produced
  I might take all my exes and put em all in a group
  Hit my eses, I need the bootch
  Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
  Told her, Hop in, you comin too
  In the 305, bitches treat me like Im Uncle Luke
  Had to slop the top off, its just a roof, uh
  She said, Where we goin? I said, The moon
  We aint even make it to the room
  She thought it was the ocean, its just the pool
  Now I got her open, its just the Goose
  Who put this shit together? Im the glue
  Someone said
  Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
  Someone said
  Pl—Playin for keeps
  Someone said, motherfucker—someone said
  Dont play us for weak
  Yuh!
  Astro
  Yuh, yuh
  Ready....
  Ay, ay, ay
  Ay, hes in love with who I am 
  Back in high school, used to jerk him with my hands 
  Now I hit that orgy sex with condoms in my hand 
  I did half a Xan, now Im poundin on my man
  Had me out-