[Verse 1]
I can't go to sleep 'less I'm off can (Yay)
R.I.P. to trust '97, man (Ayy)
How the fuck you know me when my momma don't? (Ayy)
Get you cutty open like a Cantaloupe (Sheesh)
Two peas in a pod just me and my nine
I need money lots, can't fit parking lots (Pow, pow!)
No, I cannot stop, til I see you drop (Pow!)
My brothers is gone, I ain't scared to die (Pow!)

[Verse 2]
Jeez, bitch, I pull up finesse and cut, uh
Bitch, we them yungins from the block
Jheez, bitch, I put five grams in a- (Woo), woo
Smoking backwoods by the cart
Run the money split the profit with my mans (Bitch)
Bitch, it's 2019, the fuck? we don't use no hands (Bitch)
Ball for Moe these shoes, right here cost me two bands (Bitch)
YG load the gat and do his fucking dance