Revive

[Intro]
Good lookin', JakeSand
(Look at that, Stacy)
Alright
(Damn, JakeSand)

[Verse]
Just bought a four of some Tris, I'm in the spot with Cane
You probably thought I was talkin' 'bout some dope, but that's my dog name
Wockhardt and Cookie, them my dog names
Dopehead, from my two favorite drugs how I got my dog names
Three hundred for these Purple jeans, these ain't no Balmains
Rio pulled up designered down in all Palm Angel
Lil' bitch pulled up on her period, gave me all facial
In somethin' fast that got two hundred on the dash, but I won't race you
My Fire Stick jailbroken, so I don't want cable
Fuck a record deal, I think I'm 'bout to start my own label
I ain't greedy, but whеn I eat, I'm at my own table
I learnеd back in school to keep your eyes on your own paper
I'm rockin' Christian Louboutins, I don't want Gators
Bitch got into it with her nigga, mad I won't save her
Pulled up, got some head and beat her down and told her, "See you later"
I don't call myself a pimp, I'm more like a player
My bitch don't wanna shoot the bag for me, she gon' make me make her
Unc' in the kitchen whippin' pies, he should've been a caker
Fuck the Glock today, I'ma grab the caker
Called my phone like he wanted a zip, but only bought an eighter
Damn, that's just a three-five
I roll all of that in one 'Wood just to get high
You got a nine-to-five, I sell drugs just to get by
Oops, I mean smoke drugs just to get by
You might see me with a bad bitch up in V Live
Had a pint, took it out the casket, it got revived
My OG went in front of the judge and got deep-fried
His out day, he won't get out 'til I'm sixty-five
If that was your man, he would've 6ix9ine'd
You let your bitch talk crazy to you, I'd beat mine
Got jammed up, my lawyer told me I'ma be fine
He told me give him five thousand dollars and I won't do no time
You broke as hell, if I was you, I'd lose my mind
But I grind hard and I never, ever lose my grind
Phone beatin' so motherfuckin' hard, my— uh
Phone beatin' so hard, my niggas askin', can they use my line?