Rari, rari skrt
Let's get it started, yeh
Party, party yeah
Yeah there's a party here
I brought my forty here
I saw my shorty here
She try to pour me syrup
Won't sip, I'll probably share
I don't pop Molly dear
I don't snort Holly dear
I want that sloppy yeh
I want the toppy yeh
Call me big Papi, Papi
Birthed my swag, they copy, copy
None of these lil' n***** can stop me, stop me
Bitch I'm in the picture, can't crop me, crop me
All this reefa
Green sativa
I can't leave ya
Mary need ya
All these people
All these leeches
All want features
All want riches
No
You can't touch my bands
'Less you trying to get these hands
These rap n***** ain't my friends
Don't hop to my trends
Skrt off in that Benz
Haters turn to my fans
I ride for my gang
And the boy ride till the end
Pop it, pop it ya
Bale bag, I cop it ya
Rocket, rocket ya
It's in my pocket ya
Don't make me cock it ya
Target I lock it ya
He trying to talk it out
But I'm like f*ck it now
Bow-bow-bow it's a homicide
Skrt skrt skrt bitch say bye-bye
Doing donuts in my foreign ride
Make you go nuts like pecan pie
I got sauce, got too much drip
Got that wok, that two cup sip
Don't snort white, no Ku Klux shit
But I don't sip light, I'm zooted bitch
All this reefa
Green sativa
I can't leave ya
Mary need ya
All these people
All these leeches
All want features
All want riches
No
You can't touch my bands
'Less you trying to get these hands
These rap n***** ain't my friends
Don't hop to my trends
Skrt off in that Benz
Haters turn to my fans
I ride for my gang
And the boy ride till the end