[Intro: Kilo Jr.]
Hey, oh, okay, okay
Ayy, low
Got it for the low
Okay, okay
Got it for the low (Fuck)
Fuck
808 Mafia!

[Verse 1: Kilo Jr.]
Fuck these niggas talking (pull up), all these niggas hating (pull up)
Put them in a coffin (pussy), coughin' like I'm Weezy (smoke)
All these bitches sleezy, (skrt) gimme sloppy toppy
Blowing on some reefer, riding in two seaters (skrt)
Indica, sativa, always smoking greener
Riding in the beamer (skrt), slaughtering your daughter
In her mouth I put that water (water), sipping on that Fiji (Fiji)
When I smoke doja (skrt), put you in a coma (808 Mafia!)
Test us, you don't want it (pussy), pull up in the Polars (skrt)
Bullets aiming on ya, riding with my soldiers (Skrt)
All these bitches want us, flock us like they vlogging (Vlogging)
They wish that we was fuckin', smoking all of summer (Summer)
Might pop a xan (Xan), that's only if I wanna (I wanna)
Nigga really geekin' (geek), fuckin' with no feelings (feelings)
Cause a nigga heartless (huh), pussy, I done parted
Call a nigga Moses (woo), I'ma slide up in it (woo)
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