text: Shoutout 808Melo , grrt
  Yeah 
  Woo, woo 
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  Run up on it , you know Im on it 
  The drank on me , draggin my feet 
  Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you 
  Im like a creature , Im on the creep 
  If I dont get all of my chips, I cant leave just yet 
  Get that top, then I dip, Ima leave her wet 
  I put plates on my neck, like tectonics 
  I put plates on my whip, its a rocket ship 
  Sip drank, on Hypnotic 
  You know our lil nigga gon pop shit 
  Louis my body 
  That be why shawty is clockin me, clockin me 
  I dont owe no apology
  Im everywhere that the dollar be, dollar be 
  I dont owe no apology
  Im gettin the money, you know my philosophy 
  Look, bend her over, blow her back out 
  Bend her over, pull her tracks out 
  She know the Woo make her tap out 
  I really live what I rap bout 
  I remember them days in the trap house
  Yeah, it got real in the trap house
  I went and did some time in the jail
  Because Id rather take the fast route 
  If you wanna make bets then Im open up TD
  She like, "Papi, all I got is Citi"
  Im like fuck it, come give me head 
  I back out and nut on her titty
  Ayy, huh, she say Im a dog, so Im chasin her kitty 
  Light up the smoke like a Dutch in the city
  I keep two in the head, we gon catch him like Ricky 
  Man down
  Throw the piece to my bro, thats a hand down 
  Poppin shit on the lot, make him camp out
  He was twirlin back then, he a fan now 
  I keep nothin but blues in these pants now 
  Rubber band for these racks and these bands now 
  We keep sticks and these drums, like a band now 
  My new bitch exotic 
  My new bitch exotic 
  You aint poppin, stop it 
  Fresh as fuck, no stylist 
  Niggas stealin styles, jackin, jockin 
  This watch dont do tick tockin 
  Niggas know how we rockin 
  20K for Amiris and thats for the jeans 
  The money was dirty, I got into rapping and now this shit clean 
   Now Im on the scene
  I made her tap out, I know that this dick turned the bitch to a fiend
  Run up on it , you know Im on it 
  The drank on me , draggin my feet 
  Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you 
  Im like a creature , Im on the creep 
  You know Im on it 
  The drank on me , draggin my feet 
  Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you 
  Im like a creature , Im on the creep 
  We livin life, dont panic
  She love the life, dont panic
  Before the grave, turn the money to ashes
  I just fucked on an actress 
  Muthafuckas start scattering
  All the paper start to scatter 
  I be doin all that cashin in 
  I be doin all that bashin 
  Run up on it , you know Im on it 
  The drank on me , draggin my feet 
  Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you 
  Im like a creature , Im on the creep 
  You know Im on it 
  The drank on me , draggin my feet 
  Hop in that whip , Im bout to see you 
  Im like a creature , Im on the creep