I gotta get it, I'm tryna make me a killin
I was complacent with what I was doing that shit had me itching
Lil mama keep chirping my phone she talking that love shit who are you kidding
We swiping cards on the internet we max em out and get rid of them quickly
(Shh) I move swiftly, the stick oiled up no jiffy
I know them lames be thinking it's sweet but I'll let it sing like I'm Whitney
They put my back on the ropes I respond going right at the throat
If he dies then he dies I feel The Russian off rocky fasho
I got on Gucci, This freak neak bitch wanna do me
I know some g bodies and they gone be bout it
But I still rock with my toolie I just might sell you starter pack get you back on
Ima part of that im showing love like a big homie
I passed the rock and you fumbled that. KTM KTM
Are you down to ride with me
Or you a snake that wanna eat with the team
Paranoid don't know who I can trust
I'm rolling up but I'm still focused as f*ck
You don't want smoke .5 in ya swisher
I know them niggas ain't witcha
Big back wood full of good what I'm on
I'm Solo but I know killas
I'm in the Lex the sunroof popped
It got intercepted didn't come to the drop
Where was this love a month ago I know it's fake so I'm telling all of you stop
Ran it up randy moss, I'm going up like the nawf
Swooped the bag like a hawk
With the team or get lost
Hope on the beat I eat it
Ima go hard 4 season
I'm from the Sip and Everything cordial all we just need is a reason its KTM