[Intro]
Ayy
What song? (Damn son, where'd ya find this?)
Steez
Ayy
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Had to cut these bitches off and honestly I feel so weak
N***as lyin’ and they takin’ all the sauce from my steez
Told that bitch I need some space and some time to fuckin’ breathe
Had to get my mind right
And get this money by the night
Diamonds on my neck and it’s hurtin’ ‘cause the frost bites
I’ma go, I’ma get it
I won’t run from my dreams
If I can, I’ma steal it
With my mothafuckin’ beam
All I’m needin’ is the money and that paper colored green (ayy)

[Verse 2]
All I do is talk this guap, bitch, I’m fuckin’ guapanese
I’m a gardener with a sniper, hidden in the fuckin’ tree
I’m a wavy n***a walkin’ all across the fuckin’ sea
Got my weapons in my bag
Hidden in the front seat
Bitches sleepin’ in my bed
While I’m makin’ all these plates
Bitch, I’m zooted, I can’t see, smokin’ on this purple haze
All this smoke in my eyes, I can’t see this fuckin’ hate
In the end, I wear Supreme with my Gucci purple shades
Ayy
In the end, I wear Supreme with my Gucci purple shades
Yeah
[Outro]
Had to cut these bitches off and honestly I feel so weak
N***as lyin’ and they takin’ all the sauce from my steez
Told that bitch I need some space and some time to fuckin’ breathe
Had to get my mind right
And get this money by the night
Diamonds on my neck and it’s hurtin’ ‘cause the frost bites
I’ma go, I’ma get it
I won’t run from my dreams
If I can, I’ma steal it
With my mothafuckin’ beam