[Intro]
(You know you rockin' with Rada)
(On the Phone)

[Chorus]
Uh uh
Uh uh
She say I'm moving too fast, uh-uh
Boy you don't got no chance, uh-uh
If I pay you can pick Prada bag, uh-huh

[Post-Chorus]
And you prolly been heard this flow, 'cause n***as been stealing my swag
I gotta switch up on they ass, Eh-eh
It got y'all so confused, like, "Who I'm s'posed to choose?" ha-ha
I guess I can say I get it
I had to put chrome in your heart, young n***a you know that's just fear
If you ain't day one I can't listen, ooh
In my system is medication, yeah, yeah
She don't like n***as with money said, "You got to change it" yeah yeah
I don't mean to be cliche but I'll give you a facelift, this PLR

[Verse 1]
Palmetto State, here PSA, you need you an AR
I walked off I had me a clean slatе
Act like I ain't never seen hatе
I made a rhythm by beating her back in, yeah
(It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch, haha)
I guess this won't be fair
I said no, she asked me out, you could dream, bae
Her boyfriend get mad when I'm around
I don't care what he say, what he say
Fuck around let my money swing
Come from the O like King James
Can't come between this thing
She was good to me, I did the wrong thing
Good thing I [?]
Bro please don't play, send shots at your way
These hollows in the back take your posture away
I'm tryna finish you off, send you out the way (Hlrrr)
It's not the way
Runners in LA send you away, out the way, not the way
What you see on my bitch, a fat ass
Not the way, it's not the way
What you see here on my back
It's Louie V, this ain't no cape
But I can save you bae, yeah
You know a stick be inside my bag
[Chorus]
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-huh
She say I'm moving too fast, uh-uh
(Alto on this shit, fuck n***a)
Bro you don't got no chance, nuh-uh
If I pay you pick Prada bag, uh-huh
Bag, uh-huh
If I pay you can pick prada bag, uh-huh
Bag, uh-huh
If I pay you can pick prada bag, uh-uh

[Post-Chorus]
I guess I can say I get it
I had to put that chrome in your heart, young n***a you know that's just fear
If you ain't day one I can't listen, ooh
In my system is medication, yeah yeah
She don't like n***as with money said, "You got to change it," yeah yeah
I don't mean to be cliche but I'll give you a facelift, this PLR

[Verse 2]
It's kinda crazy y'all let n***as spit in your face
He'd be tasting this Glock (Psst)
Who tryna test? It's quiet
She put tongue on me like a lolly
Call that head high quality
(It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch, haha)
Ayy, I call that head high quality
She gon' wrap her lips around it, she won't bite on me
She gon' have to clean her palate, she got nut in there, ugh-ugh, shh
Yeah, she got all my kids in there, uh-huh
Damn and you went back to kissing her, uh-uh
Look for her, now your bitch went missing, huh, huh (Plrrr), yeah
Yeah that slow ah boy, I'll race that n***a for his ticket, eh, eh, eh
Doing some shit for the pink slip
So many blues on me think he crip
[Outro]
Uh-uh, uh-uh
She say I'm moving too fast, uh-uh
Said I ain't got no chance, uh-uh
If I pay you pick Prada bag, uh-huh
You prolly been heard this flow, 'cause n***as been stealing my swag, uh-uh
Got y'all so confused, like, "Who am I s'posed to choose?"
I guess I can say I get it
(Alto on this shit, fuck n***a)