Woke up early, had no weed, I had to smoke me a roach
Call up pimpin' for the plug, I know just where to go (nigga, where you at?)
Give a fuck about no hater and I'm all about my paper
Hit my nigga Gucci up, I'm 'bout to slide right through Decatur (skrrt)
We at Liv on a Sunday, then hit Magic City Monday (lit)
And this ain't no #BowWowChallenge, got the jet on the runway
And my niggas get it back (woah) you don't want no action (no)
Off-White sneakers (woo), Michael Jackson jacket
So many stones in the watch, don't know what time it is
And my bitch is steady trippin', got no time for the shit
So many bands in the safe, look like I robbed the bitch (stick it up)
Baby daddy trippin', askin' what the problem is
Got two twin sisters, make 'em lip-lock (mwah)
Two twin Glocks, they go click-clock
Half a pound of Jumanji in a Ziploc (kush)
I got the Rover smoked up, that's a hotbox (woo)