Yeah, I could never fold, 'cause I don't fuck with them
Yeah, pull up to my show, they wanna buy tickets
Say you hate my music, but you fuck with it
I might get some Percocets, in love with them
Yeah, lean inside this cup, I'll take some drugs with it
Cannot cuff a hoe, 'cause I don't trust bitches
(Gang)
I could never fuck with a hoe
You say that you want me, but I know you really don't (Yeah, yeah)
Taking all these percs, so I die slow
Lean inside my cup, it make me float
Taking all these percs, I don't go slow
I might pull up on the eastside, with yo hoe (Yeah, yeah)
Takin' all these percs, it make me go, go, go
I ain't never gonna fuck with a hoe, no, no
I might pull up with a Glock, with a fuckin' beam
Seven bullets, I'ma send em right to your spleen
Choppa take his hair off, now he look like Mr. Clean
If I ever get some bread, split it right with my team
Yeah
Walkin' with a Glock, bitch I'm walkin' with a beam
He don't want that smoke, he know not to fuck with me
Bullets, they go fast like it's Lightning McQueen
One shot his brain, pop off, like a bean
All these bitches hoes, why they posted in my mentions?
I don't give a fuck, yo music trash, don't pay attention
Watchin' when you fall bitch we watchin' till u scream
Bitch don't wanna talk. he get put down with a beam
Yeah, I could never fold, 'cause I don't fuck with them
Yeah, pull up to my show, they wanna buy tickets
Say you hate my music, but you fuck with it
I might get some Percocets, in love with them
Yeah, lean inside this cup, I'll take some drugs with it
Cannot cuff a hoe, 'cause I don't trust bitches
(Gang)