She call my phone at 4 a.m. (4 a.m., 4 a.m.)
I'm living, no text back shawty (text back shawty, text back shawty) ayy
She geeked with friends she off a molly (off a molly, off a molly)
Gucci frames just hide my pain
1-6-5 Maybach no range
Driver push it in the rain
I'm praying don't hydroplane
I might buy my momma plane
My heart cold it's broke not sprain
Might just move the fam to Spain
Teach my new bitch different things
Leave nut all up in her bangs
I just want Chrome Heart my rings
She suck neck like she got fangs
Leave my kids up in her bangs
Riding in that Maybach lonely (Maybach lonely, Maybach lonely)
I told the driver play yo' jam (I told the driver play yo' jam)
I told the driver play yo' jam (this one for you, baby)
I told the driver play yo' jam (I swear I'd die for you and you know that)
I told the drivеr play yo' jam (c'mon baby)
I told the driver play yo' jam
I told the drivеr play yo' jam
She call my phone at 4 a.m (4 a.m., 4 a.m.)
I'm living, no text back shawty (text back shawty, text back shawty) ayy
She geeked with friends she off a molly (off a molly, off a molly)
Gucci frames just hide my pain
(Grrah!)
Shooting shit like paparazzi (paparazzi, paparazzi)
I can feel a fuck nigga plotting
VVS just hit they Eli
I'm all in the hills with Eli
Smoking loud police can smell me
Saint Laurent all in my telly
Purple lean all in my belly
RIP Pimp C, Fredo
RIP to Juice, Big Moe
'Lenciaga light skin hoe
Took her out for Kelly Roland
Skate shit feel like Rodney Mullen
Riding down the hills Mulholland
She call my phone at 4 a.m. (4 a.m., 4 a.m.)
I'm living, no text back shawty (text back shawty, text back shawty) ayy
She geeked with friends she off a molly (off a molly, off a molly)
Gucci frames just hide my pain