Many things

Uh huh holdup
I'm spinning then i woke up
And niggas be trapping dont know us
I got to do it like yoda
Lil shawty want to throw up
She sipping on red, she swallowing beans
I can't do that many things
I got money in my jeans (uh huh)

Oh yeah
That bitch fucking look like olivia
You say that you mad im not getting ya
And i got to turn up the city yea (turn up the city yea)

Yea, oh wow
And niggas be hitting or miss
And i just be wearing my ricks
And shawty be all over my dick

We scrape the nigga fucking up and left his ass for dead
And all my niggas see red
And all my niggas doing that shit they doing what he said
And all my niggas got that stick, he left him dead for red

Uh huh holdup
I'm spinning then i woke up
And niggas be trapping dont know us
I got to do it like yoda
Lil shawty want to throw up
She sipping on red, she swallowing beans
I can't do that many things
I got money in my jeans (uh huh)

That codeine give me heartburn
And all my niggas concerned
That shit be heating up now shawty need the fucking flat irons
I'm sitting on these fucking planets, sit on top of saturn
And its the same pattern

Uh huh holdup
I'm spinning then i woke up
And niggas be trapping dont know us
I got to do it like yoda
Lil shawty want to throw up
She sipping on red, she swallowing beans
I can't do that many things
I got money in my jeans (uh huh)