text: Hehe, yeah
  You know Im posted in the booth with the booth with Ronny J
  Gotta get in the mood, hehe
  You know how Im rockin
  Gang, gang, gang
  Hehe, yeah, yeah
  Ronny J produced it!
  Boy, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up, you buttercup?
  Purrp in that blunt, smoking suicide bloody blunts
  Pussy boy you talkin shit for Twitter, it aint addin up
  How these pussy niggas movin day to day? I had enough
  Post with that fucking blade, bitch Ill skin your face
  Dick on that fucking gun, I love it when they run
  Fuck all that talkin shit, do that shit for fun
  Fuck round with these niggas, ayy
  Stab a body, fuck do you mean
  Comes with that Glock and that beam
  Put that shit right in yo spleen, ayy
  Run through yo hood, ayy
  Fuck nigga, whats really good, ayy
  My niggas wish that you would, ayy, ayy
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo- ayy, ayy
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, you a fake fuck
  I dont need parental supervision, I just need drugs
  We just smoke purp, who the fuck purrp be fallin off
  Arizona tea on his corpse in a parking lot
  All you do is talk, stop, get my dick sucked
  Pull up with a dick, finna fuck you up
  Put em in your mouth, got you choking out
  Pull up 20 deep, its still not enough
  Skinny but Ill bang it with the blade
  Not afraid to die and you looking like a stain ok
  You afraid of X you need ego death
  You afraid of death, horror movie, triple X
  You a fake fuck boy, yuh, yuh, yuh
  You a fake fuck boy, yuh, yuh, yuh
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo- ayy, ayy
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Bitch, Im sippin tea in yo hood, what the fuck is up?
  Yeah
  Aww-
  Ayy, ayy
  Ayy, ayy
  Yeah, yeah
  Ayy
  Hey, gang
  Hey, gang
  Ayyy!
  Sippin tea in you but I dont even like this
  Punch that ugly and that fake, cause they be mad to me
  I dont need no blade, cause I know you will be fake man I was just sad, was just praying everyday
  With the cry boy, and that dagger yay
  Hate all the haters, hate all the sadness
  Ayy, ayy
  Make a taco cause I need cash
  Im going to get the key to the light on the slash
  I got nemesis and enemies
  Shoot it like Im high
  Im on fly, to god, I hide
  Hearing those voices on my mind
  If you try to get me down, you will be hit
  Now get out cause Im gonna finish this fight
  Make a really guap cause I need cash
  Making freestyle, cause I need cash
  Making freestyle, you get, and I get cash
  But Aint do this for the money, but still getting cash