Gotta get back
Gotta get back to the crib
Gotta get back
Gotta get back to the crib (yeah)
Gotta get back
I gotta get back to the crib (yeah)
I gotta get back
I gotta get back to the crib
Talk like this gotta wait, read your mental
Nonstop hits cus I make all the 'mentals
Fall off nah bitch, i'm the stem not the petal
Got the iron on my hip like i'm a man made of metal
Songs for trips imma take in a rental
Bop like this cus i'm hot like a handle
I got nikes off white on incidental
What's my next bitch on i'm a widow
Scared of blowing up
Scared of throwing up
Scared of knowing no-one knowing us
Scared of going up, yeah
Scared of dying young
Scared you're not the one
Only smoking with the right ones
Orion on my hunt, yeah
I thought I sucked
You sucking up my fun, yeah
Might keep a gun
Might got weapons in the trunk, yeah
You better run
Like orion on my hunt, yeah
You better run
Like orion on my hunt, yeah
Walk down the road
Glock to the sun
I found the one
I found the one
I found the one yeah
I found the one
I found the one yeah
I found the one
Walk down the road
With the Glock to the sun
I found the one
Baby I found the one
I found the one yeah
I found the one (okay)
I found the one yeah
I found the one
Gotta get back
Gotta get back to the crib
I gotta get back
I gotta get back to the crib (to see you)
Gotta get back
I gotta get back to the crib, yeah (to see you)
I can't wait to get back
Can't wait to get back to the crib
And see my girl