Hand me the drip and im on
Im flying to mars in the stars
Hand me the drip and im on
Pour the syrup im goneeee
Hand me the drip and im on
Xans all up in my thoughts
Hand me the drip and im on
Hand me the drip and im on
Pour the mud in my cup
My thoughts is heavy im stuck
Tynna make a mill in a month
Grabbin a pack bring it back to the block
You know that my niggas never gon stop
You ever seen ten racks in a week
I have flippin these scripts to the street
No im not on
But no im not down
My pockets real heavy from the weight from the streets
Im grillin these niggas 380 for the beef
My bitch want the bag
Imma get it move the tag
No credit got cash
No debit in my hand
Sippin too fast
Dropped a couple xans
Popped a couple perks now im on my ass
Hand me the drip and im on
Im flying to mars in the stars
Hand me the drip and im on
Pour the syrup im goneeee
Hand me the drip and im on
Xans all up in my thoughts
Hand me the drip and im on
Hand me the drip and im on
Couple niggas wanted static
And im dishin out the havoc
And that shit got tragic
Eatin up the sauce no spoon
Gram gassin heads lile balloons
Im a winner you suck u stink u lose
Its clear to see im on top cant lose
Pour the mud in the cup time to snooze
Couple xans couple perks for the mood
Come and get ya babymomma
That bitch she a whore she a slider
Matter fact ion mind her
Served a couple feins
Had a couple dreams
Broke a couple things
Smoked a bunch of tweed
Sipped a pint of the lean
Xanny wit da lean
Perks and codeine