Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, woah
Up up in the club, we geekin', we geek all night
Might put yo shawty in the spot light, she feel alright
I'm poppin' oxy, poppin' benzo, shit feel alright
But I ain't alright, no, no, I ain't alright
I ain't with the faking shit, no i get high like all night
Destined for the greatness bitch, we shootin' for the spotlight
Yeah, I geek up and I get froze, got yo bitch wanna paint my toes
Got lots of exotic poles, get you one them for the low
I just now had f*cked this hoe, then I kick her out the door
She threw my shit all on the floor, then walked out the f*ckin' door
You just mad that you be broke, pockets flat, my pockets swole
I see that yo man a joke, y'all in the house, I'm on the road
Y'all in the house, I'm rockin' shows
Y'all in the house, I'm on the road
Y'all in the house, I'm rockin' shows
Told you love i won't change yeah,
In the club yea, I'm too f*cked up
You can get the f*ck out, wake up to a stack hoe
Damn, your pockets flat, hoe
I heard they was filled with dust, got hella runts up in this dutch
Me and twin so high yeah, told my bitch, I'm just tryna get fried yeah
Bitch i get so fly yuh
Know bitch i could remind ya