Trippin on back from the last say summer

Never tell a pack that I never stay runnin

Sippin on facts, damn know I got stacksIn the lab takin bitches straight for another cat

Lace shit when I never had shit

Bitch move, make your motherfuckin head split

Cost to the lost never really gon pay shit

Tell me ain′t really gon chase it

Dreams to the play, no fake

Hands to the way, niggas know I ain't play

Fast to the brake when I switch all day

Stans when I press to the dam all day

Stickin up signs, read "Never mind me"

Point to the ground, stake down to the V

Stay, please stay, bitch you got no key

Never take a seat, bitch you never gon see (gon see)

Stack on bags and the gas for the weak

Stack on bags and the gas for the weak

Stack on bags and the gas for the weak

Bags and the gas for the weak

Takin my life, thinkin it′s right

Switch in the midst and the point to the type

Watchin my thoughts in the back of my mind

Tellin that I know for fact that they mine

Watch me, I'm solo

I walk with your photo

Take money from the locked door

Bitch move back, what you came for

Swingin down the waterway, take a dip in the plache

I come with the landscape, I run with the wrong day

Tell me, bitch, that I wait outside

Tell me shit that I never hide

Thinkin down with no side-to-side

Break down with no shit to try