Glass

(chorus)
I got 8 damn gs in my bag
I got jnco jeans on my ass
Poirin codeine in a flask
Bitch i ain't givin head so please dont ask

(?) ima hold her ima grab
Its the reason that you always comin in last
Its the reason i bought the car its so fast
Its the reason candy paint on my car it look like glass

(verse)
Insect gang and we sellin real tabs
I get money i ain't ever ask the plug to front a bag
And im gettin money bitch im in the field a runnin back
It dont matter if i drop her i kno that she comin back

And how you made that much cash x2

Im gatekeepin that shit so please dont ask x2

And i got codeine in my blood
Its the gasoline in my blunt
And im smokin 3 gs of the runtz
(?) what do you want

(chorus)
I got 8 damn gs in my bag
I got jnco jeans on my ass
Poirin codeine in a flask
Bitch i ain't givin head so please dont ask

(?) ima hold her ima grab
Its the reason that you always comin in last
Its the reason i bought the car its so fast
Its the reason candy paint on my car it look like glass