She calling my phone, I don't wanna talk I wanna get my pape
I'm stacking it up, I gotta go long and nigga I can't be late
In the back of the back, smoking on gas going right to my face
And I gotta run it up, yeah I gotta get my cake
And imma turn up every day, nigga
F*ck a birthday, suwxp, on your block, you get done the worst way
Yea she wanna f*ck all night, she want me to go to her place
You know imma pull up with my Glock, I can't trust it, no way
And I been running to that bag, I gotta get it all day
I been on the grind, I'm in the booth, and nigga, today is sunday
Nigga, don't take no break, I need to make it one day
And they gonna count you out, but imma stay up in the race
No, I cannot quit, and I cannot give in
Don't do this shit for me, I do it for my people them
Cause when I'm gone, they gotta eat
So I'm getting to that broccoli, yea I'm getting to that fetti
Nigga, getting to the cheese
She calling my phone, I don't wanna talk I wanna get my pape
I'm stacking it up, I gotta go long and nigga I can't be late
In the back of the back, smoking on gas going right to my face
And I gotta run it up, yea I gotta get my cake
And imma turn up every day, nigga
F*ck a birthday, suwxp, on your block, you get done the worst way
She wanna f*ck all night, she want me to go to her place
You know imma pull up with my Glock, I can't trust it, no way
No, yea aye