punch drunk pop

If I got to, I might shoot, I might go out like I'm Kobe, Prada on my homie, in my zone

I'm with my OG

Shawty from the docks and she trife, so she don't know me

1500, on my wrist yeah, this some ice yeah

Riding round with twin smoking dubs of the pipe yeah

If she love you then you'd know but you don't and that's trife yeah

Vampire goth honey who I'm rocking all this ice with, do you got it like this?

I swear my bad brazy brats who rock crazy rap, Mercedes was black and gold

Off the top on benz and oil, glitters in my gold, all that glitters ain't my goal

When I'm walking through the store just expect that I don't know (Bitch)