You smoking stupid gas, stupid packs

You gotta new bitch, who is that?

I'm getting busy with the racks

Hop off the plane, I got jetlag, ha

I'm feeling nauseous, broke niggas they making me nauseous

I got this stick on my hip, you not with the shits, proceed with caution

You smoking stupid gas, stupid packs

You gotta new bitch, who is that?

I'm getting busy with the racks

Hop off the plane, I got jetlag, ha

I'm feeling nauseous, broke niggas they making me nauseous

I got this stick on my hip, you not with the shits, proceed with caution

I put the bands on go go,

my money bouncing that shit like a yo yo

Shooters aiming at your top,

nigga they won't stop nigga, 'cause the gang on go mode

I'm getting the bag, faster than your dad, I swear that your cash move slow mo

Ou ou he wanna promo, his music trash so i tell that boy, "no no."

Your hoe got my song on repeat

You don't like it? Don't take it up with me

I know these niggas cannot stand me, told the boy in the back, take a seat

He say my music was trash, wanna feat

How that hell that work? Nigga make your mind up, just admit that I'm a G

And I swear that hoes came easily

You smoking stupid gas, stupid packs

You gotta new bitch, who is that?

I'm getting busy with the racks

Hop off the plane, I got jetlag, ha

I'm feeling nauseous, broke niggas they making me nauseous

I got this stick on my hip, you not with the shits, proceed with caution

That hoe want hold me hostage, counting band got me exhausted

I love me them fast cars, huh

I love them fast cars, huh

That hoe want hold me hostage, counting band got me exhausted

I love me them fast cars, huh

I love them fast cars, huh

Uh huh, I'm like ah

Yeah

That hoe want hold me hostage, counting bands got me exhausted

I love me them fast cars, huh

I love them fast cars, huh