text: Uhh
  Im Slumpin 
  Slumpin 
  Still slumpin
  Chasing dreams that are bigger than me
  Only things that used to matter was pussy and tree 
  And praying that the racist cop wont erase me
  Ignorance is still bliss, so no accountability
  Falling for the one girl, that I take the time to
  Text back , or the FaceTime
  I guess I backed the hoe, why you trying to back down
  And nigga Im on my grind, you emotional, you cried
  Its the money over bitches, headshots to any snitches
  Got your niggas digging ditches, you dont wanna try me
  All I roll this fire tree, all I sell is fire tree
  Broward got more drama then Degrassi
  See, you wasnt therе from the start
  You tryna hear cause Im popping
  Uhh, lightskin bitch
  And shе look like Keisha
  Had to queef on me so she look like Keisha
  Your bitch lil Queesha
  My bitch Sharkeisha
  Pack another hoe, and I hit her with Denisha
  And I pull out the dick
  I got lots of hoes on me, I got lots of fuckin bricks
  Stick, stick, I got money on me, homie
  I pack a pistol, nigga, if you want it, I get on me, whooh
  Get it off me, your bitch drink your coffee, coffee
  Drink that pussy, slurp it like Its coffee, toffee
  I be talking to my niggas in the back of the lac
  All my niggas with the triggers, we be pistol popping
  I pull it out, dont give no options 
  Got your homie running, gunning all your homies down nigga, ah! 
  Light skin bitch looking Rhodesian
  Light skin bitch got me doing a seizure
  Yung lil bitch pull up with the speaker
  I fuck that bitch for my leisure
  They say that im an overachiever
  Ice on my neck, Im Icy, like im a heater
  I got that bitch, in my contacts for my leisure
  Hope you come through as she gave me amnesia
  Got some 20s round my neck, they say I gotta please you
  Say I aint shoot straight, bitch, I aim for the neck
  And ill bring the fucking tech, Ill get you wet
  Yeah I pull up in the Lex, pull up, ay