作词 : Treyvion Deronta Echols
Your love crazy, I gotta let go (Ah～)
Your love crazy, I gotta let go (Ah～, nigga, what?)
Keep a whole lotta drugs, I got 'em on the low (Ah～)
Finna link with them jews, we havin' some toasts (What? What?)
[Verse 1]I'm so fire, my idols hatin' (And what?)
I'm so fire with this goddamn shit, my idols hatin' (These niggas old)
Bitch, I'm the best, bitch, I'm the best, bitch, I ain't playin' (Nigga, what?)
I nut on her chest, she gotta leave, you know she can't stand (Nut on her chest)
These drugs, they're healin' my soul (What?)
Dick ridin' nigga ain't love me, I gotta keep me a pole (What? What?)
She can have my baby, so I just pull out slow (What? What?)
Track on this bitch, ain't even slow (What?)
Your love crazy, I gotta let go (Ah)
Your love crazy, I gotta let go (Ah, nigga, what?)
Keep a whole lotta drugs, I got 'em on the low (Ah)
Finna link with them jews, we havin' some toasts (What? What?)
I got me some money, but I'm still feelin' eager (What?)
But I went up a mil', so I'm happy, nigga (I'm happy, nigga)
They wanna play, put bread on his head, we pull the trigger (Say what?)
She is not hungry, but she love dick, swear she a eater (Woo-hoo)
Ah (Woo-hoo)
Ah (Woo-hoo)
Ah (Woo-hoo)
AhUh-ah, ah (Ah~)