Leanin' on my shoulder, mama said something, look at you, you gettin' older
I just tryna take a trip, I'm hidin' up in north dakota, yeah
Niggas say they know lil haiti, I don't even know ya
Bitch, im posted up in 4-1, bitch, I'm always with my soldiers
Wish you knew that though, bitch, I never even write when I'm in the studio
Always off the dome, these niggas trippin', you know how it go
I just roll the wood and then and there, that's how I find my flow
Mia call my phone, too many times prayin', she leave me lone
Tryna tell her I'm in the yo, I'm tryna lock in, get all in my zone
And I'm in this whip, I'm speedin' fast as f*ck i just might bust my dome
Bad shit that I used to know from high school, f*ck roun hit my phone
Yeah, uh, yeah
If you ain't even want me, then so what, how does it make you want me now
If we play with the sliders and then we glidin', f*ck roun pop em down
Bro, the ode slimy and whip, heis nose, said he took him down
They said that she had to snug him tight, I f*ck roun locked em down
We spend the block, we spend that bitch again until he hit the ground
I was young nigga posted on 41 with lil haiti, huh
Come through tripping in that hog, we rock them boys like baby, huh
Send em right to grady, huh
S-R-T, not lazy, put this bih in track, it get to trippn
That wohat drive her crazy
She love it when I stand on business
I'm the type she like
I think she love my vibe, she tryna f*ck all night
Once you know I'm finna get the paper, run it up
Niggas hating, don't get no f*ck
If they diss, they tummy tuck
If they diss, they shit bag
I'ma push they shit back
Nigga tryna take some down, bend the corner like who that?