[Verse]
I'ma catch you lacking, you ain't seen this shit before
I got mad pints, I'ma fucking pour me up a four
I got gas weed, I'ma roll this blunt 'cause I'm bored
Caught his ass lacking, yeah, we ran his pockets in the store
Hit the skates out of states like a skateboard
Bitch on my dick, told her drop it like she Skate 4
Pop his friend, told him that he's dead, this is hardcore
Got a Glock just to pop his ass, now his brains on the floor
Disobey, kick his ass right out the door, ayy
Dropped an album? I'ma rate that shit a four, shit I'm rocking, can't afford
Then I'ma hit the club, make these bitches hit the dance floor
Huh, then I go back, buy these bitches clothes
Now we knocking down my hotel door
Slip, that's a two piece, now he on the floor
Max sticks, trap look like a fort, still balling, but I'm not even on the court
Only said hi, now this bitch is calling me a flirt
Told her kick rocks, told her kick rocks, told her kick rocks, phew