Lyrics

[Verse] Walk in with a stick, man, bitches on my dick, man Getting in the function, I don't even need a wristband I don't fuck with her, no, m4ri had to disband He ain't gon' back up, what you talkin' about? Why you dissin'? Yeah, I ain't even tryna be fuckin' rude Two bad bitches on me nigga, and they in the mood Eating candy, hell yeah, nigga, fuck fruit I won't fuck the bitch if she fucking catch an attitude Goin' up then goin' down just like a parachute RIP to 3pac, nigga, I don't give a hoot Niggas said, "Who is he?" Nigga, who is you? In the function, nigga, yeah, I'm sippin' Absolut Hoppin' on my type beats, nigga you's a fuckin' kook FL taking up my memory Smokin' so much dope, this shit is fucking up my memory And shout out to my nigga Emory