Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, my dog ain't put the rest I knew * wasn't gon' end the best
Put a hundred off in your * and drive off Now you get the message
All that bougie *, I like it, baby But don't miss your blessing
And you follow, bitch, you ain't got your hat done You don't fit the schedule
When it gon' took number seconds I don't think they ready
Hold on, soul, it took nothing but a day I don't think they ready
We gon' drug till we can't no more Flag that bitch when I'm ready
Put a little bitch, she throw a bow for the kid And I'm quick to catch it
Finesse and jiggin', all I know I'm Mr. Zod with the reggie
He talk too slow, he sell a fit
He done came up, he done came up

Jiggin' the feds, yeah Country band got me up
Poppin' seals, I'm lipped up in the bitch When you see me, you don't see nothin' but motion
I think I'm the *, yeah In the streets, we play with kids
Grandin' always wish me the best Play with me, turn to a ghost
I shoot this bitch like on the ring While I came up, they done changed up
I still ballin' for the next Keepin' my clothes in the streets
These niggas posties on the net I been swingin' too hard, hurt the curve
I still postin' the trip Throwin' deals, bitch, on the key
Can't demand *, sacked up already Beat the block, my youngins throw
Always lookin' for a lick We ain't gon' be huggin' the curve for long
I'm tryin' to get us lit See my dog get put to rest
I knew * wasn't gon' end the best Put a hundred off in your * and drive off
Now you get the message All that bougie *, I like it, baby
But don't miss your blessing If you follow, bitch, you ain't got your hat done
You don't fit the scale Fully gone to number seconds
I don't think they ready
I don't think they ready
Hold on, so it took nothin' but a day I don't think they ready
We gon' jerk till we can't no more Flag that bitch when I'm ready
Puttin' the bitch, she throw her back for the kid
And I'm quick to catch her
You did it
You did it