text: Why you always gotta lie bitch? I done seen your type already
  Fuckin with us cause we poppin, man that shit so petty
  Drivin round, sippin Henny, two bitches gone off the Xanny
  Got the Schemas ridin with me, know them boys aint friendly
  Hand me a cup and then I fill it up, Im drinkin liquor no mud
  Put into drinkin my blood, back at the club, crew looking whack in the front
  Imma warn you, you dont really wanna run up on us when we vibin bruh
  She get poppin every time we pull up, hate me or love me, I dont give a fuck
  Im so fucked up right now
  Never gonna act a fool, never gonna lose my cool
  Soon as I pull up I pull up on Henny but never be trippin and stumblin over my words like you
  You pop a couple zoots, now you think you the shit
  But Im that Ghoste ridin solo in my coke white kicks
  Now listen bitch I got heads to shake and places to be
  So get the fuck up out my face fore you fall to your knees
  I am fucked up on Xans
  Mhm, watch these bitches break they knees for this damn fool
  I just want em suck me up 
  Why these niggas askin me do you know these rappers G?
  No, not at all, I just stay up on the lower key
  Fuck all these niggas mane, I dont know you boy
  Yous a switcher up, a crosser up
  That beamers got you paranoid
  Why you always gotta lie bitch? I done seen your type already
  Fuckin with us cause we poppin, man that shit so petty
  Drivin round, sippin Henny, two bitches gone off the Xanny
  Got the Schemas ridin with me, know them boys aint friendly
  Im so fucked up right now
  Shut the fuck up