Yeah, I brought my pole in the store
I need ten bands for one show
Up ten bands like, who gon' show?
I throw ten and throw some more
I grab the pint by the throat
Trippin', I'm sippin' some Moe
Hundred bands, step out the Rolls (Victory)
Yeah, just woke up in it, I wanna spend it
ho, that's so messed up, yeah
I'm in that black truck, black truck
backseat, she wanna suck me up, yeah
Yeah, poppin' them beans, yeah, throwin' them C's up
I'm like, "Hey, what's up? " Yeah
So messed up, I put the cup before a slut
Pour this four right in my Crush
you know that's a must, huh
You can't text mе 'bout no drugs, bitch
I'm not your plug, huh
I put that juice right in my gut, I do not give no fuck, huh
Smokin' that kush straight to my lungs
hittin' that bitch like what? Huh

Cup in my hand, no Xans, poppin' thе ten to twenty bands
Yeah, just text me when you land, huh, she's so conceited
She text me just to eat it, she pulled up just to see it
I was bustin' out the beans, bitch
Bustin' out the beans, bitch
Yeah, can't switch up, just cut them off
I cut down right to my socks
Fuckin' they head up, catch that box
You better catch up or get locked
Yeah, you cannot tell what I mean, bae
Spent like ten on the jeans, bae
She wanna bop, know who to call, can't get fly like me, bae
Tap in, I'm not Green Day
Text me, ho, I'm bleedin'
One last shot, one last shot
Just one time, I'm leaving
Bitch, I'm hopin' this shit last
She want a verse, send me cash
She wanna twerk, ho, what's happenin'?
They tryna— they tryna hate 'cause I'm white
I'll send you shit that'll change your life
Know we all bleed the same
There's always some shit that'll fuck up your night
One call then I fuck your life
I might— I might fuck your wife
She gon' pour my cup on ice, yeah
Must be smokin' spice, if you think you gon' take my pipe

Yeah, I brought my pole in the store
I need ten bands for one show
Up ten bands like, who gon' show?
I throw ten and throw some more
I grab the pint by the throat
Trippin', I'm sippin' some Moe
Hundred bands, step out the Rolls
Yeah, just woke up in it, I wanna spend it
ho, that's so messed up, yeah
I'm in that black truck, black truck, backseat
she wanna suck me up, yeah
Yeah, poppin' them beans, yeah, throwin' them C's up
I'm like, "Hey, what's up? " Yeah
So messed up, I put the cup before a slut
Pour this four right in my Crush
you know that's a must, huh
You can't text me 'bout no drugs, bitch
I'm not your plug, huh
I put that juice right in my gut, I do not give no fuck, huh
Smokin' that kush straight to my lungs
hittin' that bitch like what? Huh