nov. 16th 6:06pm 2023 Video (MV)

Man your girl wanna f*ck on the team cause she hear with on
Turn it up, put this on the speak phone
Fye the light to the blunt, we geeked gone
Claiming she always right but be wrong
She gone suck it for real like teeth gone
Know these niggas gone hate when we on
Man the niggas too fake, they be clones
Me and her we gone bake the sheet gone
She said we don't do weights, but we strong
Knowin' me havin' take from three zone
Finna throwing my tape with three songs
Niggas check out the Bape, its three-tone
Niggas send me do rate, the beat going
Brodie calling to bae, ya fee gone
Know I'm making her chase the lead on
Then I'm hit leave no trace the p gone
Yeah, p gone switching the time zone
Yeah, I'm switching the time zone, I'm in L.A
Shawty she bad with a spot in the bay
She gotta tat on the spine in the right place
Looking her eye when I grab on her waist
Shawty look cute with a smile on her face
We finna have us a time today
You know I'm score on the three on Trae
Yeah, score on the three, like a trey ball
Knowin' I'm runnin' through spot, like it baseball
On the way to the top, like the Great Wall
Niggas lames are having a fake out
Two ctups with the shades, I'm Ray Charles
Watch em cheat on that man, they hate y'all
In the bed, wake up to the late call
In the room, I'm taking out straight drawls
Yeah, I'm taking out straight drawls shawty, she green, a go
When I get on, putting my team on
Know that my dog for sure
Yeah, the weed strong knowing that we gone
Bro, finna roll up some more
Yeah, got two phones
One for the business and one for the hoes on the low
Man your girl wanna f*ck on the team cause she hear with on
Turn it up, put this on the speak phone
Fye the light to the blunt, we geeked gone
Claiming she always right but be wrong
She gone suck it for real like teeth gone
Know these niggas gone hate when we on
Man the niggas too fake, they be clones
Me and her we gone bake the sheet gone
She said we don't do weights, but we strong
Knowin' me havin' take from three zone
Finna throwing my tape with three songs
Niggas check out the Bape, its three-tone
Niggas send me do rate, the beat going
Brodie calling to bae, ya fee gone
Know I'm making her chase the lead on
Then I'm hit leave no trace the p gone
Then I'm hit leave no trace the p gone
Then I'm hit leave no trace the p gone