Not at the table Carlos
Nigga
Better love your girl before I love her for you nigga
She put me before you nigga
Oooh
Yup, Yup

Percocet the color bubblegum, I took a lot
Boy I know your Rolie fake cus I can hear It Tok
Diamonds dancing while my left hand whip a pot
I just be getting this money nigga while you watch
I know you thought you was funny nigga but you not
I was just pouring up Wokhardt It's straight drop uh
Made 20 bands giving dope fiends re-rock
I'm at the cultivation sight with Runtz at the tree top
I'm in a G wag Benz I brought a jeep out
You don't get money cus you is a cheap out
Chop on me I could air the whole street out
I took her socks off and I'm pulling her feet out
No covers girl we throwing the sheet out
She said you don't give her head I'ma eat out
She let me hit from the back I'ma beat out

Uh

Smoking a 3.5
I pull the heat out
I'm finna teach ya'll
I'm on a detox
Fuck one time made her pussy a beat box
You not me can't be what I be bout
He want beef I'm pulling the e out
1,2,3,4,5 Percocets your bitch getting geeked now
1,2,3,4,5 niggas die if they wanted to beef now

Girl ooh you looking
Girl ooh you looking right
Girl ooh you is my type
I know you got a nigga but that shit alright
Don't even gotta break up with him but we fucking tonight
Uh, uh