Niggas talking B.S. huh (B.S. huh) Im tryna be V'd up (V'd up) Vlone from the feet up (Ya uh) Niggas wana be us I said I'm not in love with drugs it's just something to do Ya I might pull up with cuz' in a coupe thats blue and If it ain't at least a dub I ain't smokin' with you and If you haven't seen me 'round then I ain't fucken' with you Ya I'm not in love with drugs it's just something about it I ain't tryna' leave the crib unless I get something out it and I ain't never leave the crib if I'm ever without it I need money piling up, a bunch of bitches surrounding Im counten' Jump on my dick, criss cross Copping a zip, withdrawals I cannot quit, piss poor Lobbing ya' chick, Chris Paul I'm not ya' buddy get gone She give me cutty', pipe long Cup is real muddy, pints tall I'm feeling smutty, bite thongs She really love me, I'm lost I'm liven smutty, pipe gone Doing her cruddy, life goes on I'm getting money like Sean Killing tracks my ops producers Put 'em in a bag then box like Louis Don't need racks my rhymes seduced her Hit it from the back her father Chvlo Bust my drop then kick that hoe Cut my ops then hit the road I fucked up put a xan' in a four Wish for one day that I'm sober but till then I'm smoking dope I been pulling up on them back blocks Fucking up on a bad thot Flick my blade and that cat drop Kiss my grave if I lack What is you talking All of them bitches they really been bugging ya all of them bitches they really been bugging all of them bitches they really been Really been