Hellalujah

Yeah yeah yeah ****, gang gang ****

CMDWN or lay down ****

Play round and get sprayed down ****

Shoot a Greyhound or a playground ****

Come on man (calm down, calm down)

Aye, Dnny Phntm you made this shit?

Tell a **** if he move quick I put him on the news quick

Spread him like some cool whip then skrt off in a cool whip

Shawty actin' stupid, I went and got a new bitch

Dropped that bitch like who's bitch? she call me I'm like who's this?

I don't know you, you don't know me

We ain't kin, I don't know you, you don't know me

We ain't friends, I done sold food, call it soul food

Prayin' fast, I will smoke you, thought I told you

We ain't them, we ain't fuckin' friends, we ain't from the hills man

I be smokin drags, I can't fuck with xans man

Nah, run up on me, let it fire, I don't throw hands nah

Fuck a strip club, I don't throw bands, hell nah

Ooh, I remember flippin' packs, ooh

Steady trappin' after class, ooh

Acnes on with all the Raf, damn

Always rockin' different Raf, jeez

Pencil case inside the trash, ooh

From growing up without a dad

To barely making it to grad

For Christmas mama got me shaf

**** seen 'em and they laughed

Now I'm signing bitches' boobs

Get the number for that ass

Thirteen hundred for some shoes

Spent thirteen hundred on some gas

Th-th-th-thirteen hundred for some shoes

Spent thirteen hundred on some gas

Fuck her ****, I don't care 'bout what he ask me about

You need to ask your spouse why she had all them rappers at her house

Ask your bitch why the fuck there's always cash around her mouth

Oh I forgot all the times that bitch had Ca$tro in her mouth

You see shawty just a swallower, I fucked her then unfollowed her

She think she a model 'cause she fuckin' a photographer

I can't fuck with ****, all these **** they some followers

I just want more money, what you want? oh more followers

Your clique full of pussy ****, my clique full of carnivores

Police lock me up, won't call my mama, I won't bother her

Fuck 12 ****, fuck 12, y'all say fuck 12 ****, fuck 12, yeah

Ride 'round the city with myself, check

Shotgun in the top shelf, check

Last year in a motel, sure it was my last year in a motel, stressed

Ca$tro doin' so well

**** now my cash flow doin' so well, blessed

Where was you ****, my stomach was growlin'

No one was tryna put food in my stomach

Bitches would diss me and said I looked bummy

But ho now I get it but now you look bummy

I went from bummy and got me some money

I walk in the room, you like damn he looks stunning

Ooh, god, he looking stunning

He left Atlanta and got him some money

Ooh, nah, he doesn't want it

Shooters go pew-pew-pew, just come in

Ooh, ooh, pew-pew-pew

In the stu smoking that Pepe Le Pew

**** too close, tryna check out my jewels

Think he my shooter, he step on my shoes

Ooh, god, step on my shoes

That shit will get a **** on the news

We got them bullets for him if he snooze

Kimbo go shoot the **** if he move

I'm banging on my chest, jewelry hanging off my neck

And this backwood's got me geeked

It smell like backwoods on my breath

Tell a **** if he move quick I put him on the news quick

Spread him like some cool whip then skrt off in a cool whip

Shawty actin' stupid, I went and got a new bitch

Dropped that bitch like who's bitch? she call me I'm like who's this?

Who's this? who's this? who's this? I forgot

I forgot, I forgot, I forgot so I'm like

Who's this? who's this? who's this? who's this? I forgot

I forgot, I forgot, I forgot