Hru?

[Intro]
(Fuck Tr2y, hashtag fuck that nigga)
Ush
Right, right right, uh, right, right, right

[Verse]
I'm kicking it back till my nuts sag, they clicking on me like a website
I'ma crash out, if you test mine, I'm high as fuck, chilling on my bedside
I'm making my way through the east, I ain't even gon' take all my talents to westside
Ayo, I'm sorry I ain't do the feat', I'm way too busy, but I'll really next time
On a 3-man, doing the best dance
She like "Jagg, I'on know what to do with you"
I'ma slime a nigga, I'ma fully' you, that nigga berman, but is he bullet-proof?
These niggas dog food, I'm on the phone trying to link, what's up with dude?
Yeuh, I'm high as fuck, pull up on a white plug, how are you?
Nigga don't no M's, you know I'm pushing the gas
My niggas ready to crash, striking that bone, shit just making me laugh
You been through so many L's, nigga, you going out bad
I been through so many dubs, I'm going back to the trap
I'm going back to the city, you going back to the chatting, oh yuh
Niggas trying to get up with me, fuck nigga, I'm on yo ass
These niggas hoes, steady trying to get up with me, but they getting no racks
These niggas tripping, steady trying to pull up on me, bitch, you being a gnat
These niggas bitchin, It's 'bout four in the morning, I ain't even tryna rap
I already know I got the set, you in a jam, you finna rat
Got up and left, I ain't going back, think you depressed, say you going black
I'm in the trap, gripping on that Mac', nigga I'd shoot yo shit, no skill
Bitch I'd shoot yo shit like water
Pour that deuce in my cream soda
Bitch I'm showing the way, like Yoda
You could've blew up, but you folded
I'm finna blow up, nigga I know it, ush
You could've blew up, but you sold it, aha