New York

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy I′m high on drugs in a S580, I'm still worried ′bout my–
Okay, okay, ayyAyy, don't respond to no calls
Don't have withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get

Ain′t given′ my all to a hoe with flaws
I can't pop Xans′, I'll forget
I spent it all, well a nigga want a pint
I gotta make that shit right back

Not one hoe say that′s cap
Niggas posted all that money to they name on an app
Ain't nothin′ I want out of Saks
I'm really just high and I came with a brat
Too fast for losin' the grip
I′m doggin′ the hawk but I'm scared of the cat
Fuck Tris, I′ma put it on a hat

Shit we did, we was broke, I'll never go back
Can′t love too hard from afar
But the shit still there, you just gotta know that
Man, whatever, ayy
Ayy, my mama been callin' I love you, I′m lookin' for mud
I'm scorin′ lean in a scrimmage
He sip for a image
I never would give him a song

I′m on my way out the world
Can't turn to a villain
′Cause I'm the one showin′ the love
I ain't really mean it, I guess it′s up
I got demons and few I trust
Goin' top speed in a big wide truck
Jokes on me, R.I.P. my cup
Ayy, no bap, ayy

Ayy, ayy
I'm high on drugs in a S580
I′m still worried ′bout my–, hm
Ayy, ayy
I'm high on drugs in a S580
I′m still worried 'bout my–
Don′t respond to no calls
Don't have withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain′t given' my all to a hoe with flaws

I can't pop Xans′, I′ll forget
I spent it all
Well a nigga want a pint
I gotta make that shit right back

Hm, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy