[Intro]
(Cullen)

[Chorus]
Who do he think he is?
I'm gettin' money, I'm on that
But ain't that none of your biz'
On his head, I drop 'bout three racks
My shoota get to droppin' them bids
And my opps ain't never been on that
They shoot at me, they shoot at kids, uh
The bitch got really good lips
I'm like "Bitch, can you use your lips?"
On a Xanny, bitch, I'm in another dimension
I think I'm already up in the fifth
She wanna down damn near the whole fifth
I'm like "Bitch, is you out yo' lid?"
BM stay askin' me for shit, like bitch, do you not know I got kids?

[Verse]
Stay in my DM's tryna get me hit
Like bitch, do you not know how I live?
I be in H-town with them sticks, lookin' for niggas but I don't see 'em
C'mon, bitch, don't duck yo' lid, uh
I'm tryna see how this shit get
I'm tryna see if we get lit, bitch, lit like a Cig'
I'm tryna see if we get lit, bitch, lit likе a Cig'
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