[Chorus: Pell]
All my friends been balling
I got real ones I can call on when I need too
Sky done been the target
Got the gas all in my pocket
For the refuel
You blew up my spot
We was cool and now we not
I don't need you
I'll be somewhere posted swear my life like locomotives
Time to refuel

[Verse 1: Pell]
Well, shit
Look what I'm doing again
I don't know where to begin
Well, shit
Got the south with me like pimp
Y'all screwed up and let they boy in
Well shit
Felt like a target
Of all of they ribs
But they ain't got taste like this
Nah, they ain't got taste like this

[Chorus: Pell]
All my friends been balling
I got real ones I can call on when I need too
Sky done been the target
Got the gas all in my pocket
For the refuel
You blew up my spot
We was cool and now we not
I don't need you
I'll be somewhere posted swear my life like locomotives
Time to refuel

[Verse 2: Paasky]
I got real ones on the call log
They be making plays like a ball hog
When they see you, they just see food
See a menu like the [?]
Probably snitched, call the laws on 'em
Negotiatin', Rich Paul on 'em
Get your ass slit with that ying-yang
From the window to the wall on 'em
House on me, bet it all on 'em
Long paper, that's a large margin
Word to God, they paid their times
At no surprise it'd be a large offering
Don't need you, don't know you
If you come around you hear the dogs barkin'
Catch you on the grass, I'ma bust that ass
Bitch I'm on your bumper like when horns honkin'
[Chorus: Pell]
All my friends been balling
I got real ones I can call on when I need too
Sky done been the target
Got the gas all in my pocket
For the refuel
You blew up my spot
We was cool and now we not
I don't need you
I'll be somewhere posted swear my life like locomotives
Time to refuel

[Outro]
Well shit
Well shit