Hey man, where we at bro? Where we at bro? Ayy, ayy yo, who's crib is this bro? Ayy yo, who's crib? Ayy, don't matter Crystian in the whip and I be punchin' on the throttle Mixin' Fanta with McCurdy, yo, I doubt that's not the model Kick up the trade after cribbing, she ain't lookin' like a model Cuttin' rocks into that beater while I'm smokin' on gelato You can call me ***in' Sosa, how I'm lockin' to the bank of city Ridin' round the city with a Glock up in the tree Know I'm feedin' from the Fanta, pour a juice up in the tree These pussies always try to test me, so I'm out here with a *** But all that messin' in my name, you know I'm stayin' in my lane I can't be ***in' with a bitch and she ain't here to give me brain I got her number in my phone, but *** it, I don't need her name My momma come up, but you knew that ***, got nothin' to explain Know I'm out here with a stick, we sendin' talks right after click I got a Spanish bitch up on me and she lookin' hella sick Said she tryna give me dough, I told that hoe to make it quick And if she want some new designer, then we'll go and hit a lick But I'm the best without a doubt, I'm only in it for the clout I got a brand new Mac 11 and that ***'ll make you pout I'm throwin' boils like I'm Risa, told my opps to write a rap They say I'm way too underrated, let me show you what I'm bout I always struggle pickin' bitches, you can say that I'm conflicted Pourin' Fanta in my lean, I guess that chick got me addicted Fanta knocks up in the game, but what I thought they all predicted Thank the Lord for all the help, is this a blessing that I'm givin' Somebody drop it down and pick it up, she doin' what I say If you keep on tryna test me, might just like the morning spray I'll be straight to makin' money, never got the time to play And if you lookin' for a feature, then you better come and pay Money mother***er don't act like that girl