Bee Bee Bee Bee Bee Bee
Let's go, balling like the summer sixteen
Hell no, push up ima whack your whole team
AMG truck, lil hoe nice to meet ya
Roll up, kick my feet up
Phantom, they can't keep up
Pop an X, I took that shit
I can't stay sober no more
You can keep that bitch
She get kicked out the front door
Then i crash the whip (skr skr) Oh no
Pour up, Pour up hella shit, Pour mud, oh oh
Who that coming out in here, get the fuck
I was seventeen, when i flew down for the trap
We pour-we pour hella lean
No we can't kick the cup
Two-two-two hundred bands on lean
F-F-five hundred bands yeah (yeah)
I was on the moon
We was geeked up, we ain't know what to do
Broke boy lame as fuck
I can see through you (lame ass nigga)
Me and my slime rich as fuck
Yeah we get bands too
Dior Helmut Lang jeans, not Jimmy Choo
Y-YSL tee, too good to be true
F-F-Foreign hoes fuck on me
Don't want fuck on you
Hundred ball way too easy, I can never lose
Let's go, balling like the summer sixteen
Hell no, push up ima whack your whole team
AMG truck, lil hoe nice to meet ya
Roll up, kick my feet up
Phantom, they can't keep up
Pop an X, I took that shit
I can't stay sober no more
You can keep that bitch
She get kicked out the front door
Then i crash the whip (skr skr) Oh no
Pour up, Pour up hella shit, Pour mud, oh oh
