[Yeat:]

(Wanna have my baby)

(I've been on Molly for weeks)

(Have my baby)

I've been on Molly for weeks, got a bitch

gon' come that way (Oh, yeah)

Need me a Patek Philippe ('Lippe)

just so I know that I made it

I'm happy, I'm fallin' asleep

'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin' (Yeah)

Fuck it, crash the whip (Shit weak)

say, say crash the whip, you're weak

Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)

Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet

I don't want criticism, don't need a peer

Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year

Sip on the lean, sip on no beer

And the gas I'm smokin', it's from Mars, it's not here

I'm so high, how could I steer?

Shootin' a deer like Joe Dirt, yeah (Yeah)

In the red 'Hawk tractor, yeah

I hit track, bae, the money, it's fast, it's faster

I know that she hate me (Hate me)

But she call me

she wanna have my baby (She wanna have my baby)

I told her "You can't ever play me" (No-no)

[OODareDevil:]

Pop thirty and Xanny, I'm sleep (Phew)

Drop 'til my money on me ( [?] )

They say "Boy, you be singin' like Lee" (Yeah, yeah)

I mix double C with double G

Got a bitch named Gawk, I don't know, I ain't see (Bitch)

And I'm sippin' Adderall, I don't know what I see

All my demons on go mode, don't test me

Big body Benz take off, go vroom (Vroom)

In this bitch with two baddies, gimme a room

Fuck on that bitch, when she jump, it go "boom"

I been flexin' on niggas, got nothin' to prove

I stay with a figure, we sippin' on juice

I been high for way too many days

Got money on the line, bitches on the line

Man, I got too many plays (Yeah)

I get that money in like four ways (Uh)

She gon' eat on the dick, foreplay (Eh)

Got my wrist in the pot, stir it, pour an eight (Eh, eh, uh)

No cap, got a plug named Horay (Huh)

Niggas scrapin' that pot, crack, gourmet (Dub)

I got Tech in my cup, ain't no Chardonnay (Uh)

Mixin' Molly with Addy, been up for days (Yeah)

And I ain't tryna wait (Yeah)

[Yeat:]

I've been on Molly for weeks, got a bitch

gon' come that way (Oh, yeah)

Need me a Patek Philippe ('Lippe)

just so I know that I made it

I'm happy, I'm fallin' asleep

'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin' (Yeah)

Fuck it, crash the whip (Shit weak)

say, say crash the whip, you're weak

Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)

Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet

I don't want criticism, don't need a peer

Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year

Sip on the lean, sip on no beer

And the gas I'm smokin', it's from Mars, it's not here

I'm so high, how could I steer?

Shootin' a deer like Joe Dirt, yeah (Yeah)

In the red 'Hawk tractor, yeah

I hit track, bae, the money, it's fast, it's faster

I know that she hate me (Hate me)

But she call me

she wanna have my baby (She wanna have my baby)

I told her "You can't ever play me" (No-no)

Ridin' 'round, 'round in that bih', yeah (Zoom)

Foreign designer my feet, yeah (Skrrt)

I been fed up for some week (Yeah)

Too many sandy cheeks at the beach (Yeah)

Hop on the road, yeah, I'm littering

I just went double cup the smithereens (Uh)

Yeah, I'm fresh, I feel like Listerine (Yeah)

With a Palm Angels jacket, baguette on my ring, yeah

Vroom, run it- run it up like I play for the Bucks (Skrrt)

I'm goin' up, I don't really need no love (No)

Look at my team, my ring

my mothafuckin' scene (It's a scene, it's a scene, yeah)

Take an Oxy' and I go in, a million years (Yeah)

I need to hop in the coupe, I'm goin' fast (Skrrt, skrrt)

It's a language, it's fluent

I'm talkin' 'bout cash (Oh, yeah)

I just spent like seven on some Raf (Goddamn)

I'm fuckin' your lil' bitty bitch

and I gave her a rash (Skrrt, skrrt)

I've been on Molly for weeks, got a bitch

gon' come that way (Oh, yeah)

Need me a Patek Philippe ('Lippe)

just so I know that I made it

I'm happy, I'm fallin' asleep

'Cause of the- 'Cause of the money I'm makin' (Yeah)

Fuck it, crash the whip (Shit weak)

say, say crash the whip, you're weak

Big body Benz, it beep (Beep)

Fuck it, now I'm gettin' you wet

I don't want criticism, don't need a peer

Eatin' that pussy, I go for a year

Sip on the lean, sip on no beer

And the gas I'm smokin', it's from Mars, it's not here

I'm so high, how could I steer?

Shootin' a deer like Joe Dirt, yeah (Yeah)

In the red 'Hawk tractor, yeah

I hit track, bae, the money, it's fast, it's faster

I know that she hate me (Hate me)

But she call me

she wanna have my baby (She wanna have my baby)

I told her "You can't ever play me" (No-no)