Every time I close my eyes I see a dollars Every time I hear or see I need a doctor Talk to me honestly I see you've got a problem I ain't got one. I get the bag Then spin it around my block I ain't doing this shit for fame I'm doing this shit for guap Ain't looking for bitch cuz I already have Talking bout bullets, how many you had? I'm in the trap with some fellas Serving the food like we work In-N-Out. Watch out your tongue no ****ing around This n****s crazy might blow up your house She like it nasty I spit in her mouth I ain't got time for another round I'm exhausted all my opps prepare yourself a coffin Where's my codeine where's my drip yeah got it on me