$witch ft. Rawn Ormain

I walked in this bitch, walked in fresh as shit, I can't see I'm lit, I can't find my bic

Post up for a flick, then I take a sip, I stay in my lane, I can never switch, I need

A drank, I'm thirsty, bad lil' thing, she from Berkley, she wanna smoke, and get faded

She wanna blow me, like Kirby, now, I can't hear, what she sayin, nah, I'm leanin, and

I'm trippin, passed me a drank, told me sippin it, was some scotch, now I'm pimpin, yeah

She lookin' for someone to cuff, I told her I'm just tryna fuck, I just want money, I

Don't want the love, money is good when I'm down or I'm up, yeah, how the fuck you verified

But you don't gotta check, when you make it out the mud, nigga, you supposed to flex

I'm a fuck her for a week, and then a friend is comin' next, I'm a motherfuckin' dog, I

Think they should call me Rex, and I'm ridin' for my niggas, whether they go right or left