for us

[Intro]
(Who— who the fuck?)

[Verse]
I was in the back, I was countin' up, yeah
Slime had the racks on the counter, yeah (Ba-ba-ba)
Phone jumpin' up like a bouncer, huh
What's that smell? It's the ounces, huh (Uh-huh)
Pack came in, had to count it, yeah (Uh-huh)
Plug in my phone, "What's the route?" Yeah (Ba-ba-ba)
She want my dick in her mouth
Talkin' that shit, what you 'bout? Lil' bruh
I got a stick in the pouch, lil' bruh
You cannot come in this house, lil' bruh
You cannot— you cannot come in this house, lil' bruh
We flippin' up packs in this house, lil' bruh
We don't play it for the clout, lil' bruh
I get the cheese like a mouse, lil' bruh
Whole team outside, yeah, we ain't playin' on the couch, lil' bruh
Say I fell off, that's blasphemous, say I— say I fell off, that's blasphemous (Eeh)
Pussy nigga, you gon' blast, or what? Pussy— pussy nigga, you gon' blast, or what? (See that bih', see that bih')
All my shooters too hazardous, all my bitches too bad for us
But all my niggas too rich for them, the Drac' got kickback, goddamn
All my bitches mismatched, goddamn, the pack need a Tic-Tac, goddamn
You can get your bitch back, goddamn, you can get your bitch back, goddamn
All my shooters, they came from hell
Goyard bag got my name in the brail
Fuck Saks, boy, I'm on Grailed
Fuck Saks, boy, I'm on Grailed