[Intro]

Yeah (Jungleboy Beats)

Roll up Posto, right now

G Herbo (DJ Mil-Ticket)

Uh, uh, for real

[Verse 1]

Before I leave the house, I pack a bag

Couple grams of OG and my latest mag

Plus I'm dripping swag, nigga, get in your bag

Buy my bitch designer, then get mad she don't ever wear it

All my friends are dead, I never cared

My block is on the red (Red zone), we never cared

Shoot niggas in the head, we never scared

Been on your block a few times, you ain't never there

Used to see me right there, now I'm everywhere

I been making all this money, so I'm everywhere

Fuck around, stacked up fifty a month since February

Fuck around and take two-fifty and stunt for when I never had it

Definitely when a nigga had it, all my niggas had it

Know these ratchet bitches begging

Who sucking dick the fastest?

New M6, who kit the fastest?

I'ma just put it in sport and fly past 'em

I hit the Posto, feel like I got asthma

Every bitch I fuck in Miami a dancer

My bitch gon' get nasty anyway, I don't gotta ask her

She gon' come pull me to fuck in the bathroom

Slide in the room at a party and smash it

Slide, I might get the top while in traffic

I don't ever really even fuck on the mattress

My girl look like a girl that likes girls

Havin' threesomes 'cause I ain't never fuck on a actress

[Chorus]

Get fucked up, roll up

Rep yo' shit, throw it up

What you drinking? Pour it up

Now it's going up, you throwing up

'Cause you drunk as fuck, what the fuck?

Tell her I wanna fuck, she know what's up

Yo' bitch get tore up, she want another cup

You with that shit or what? You gon' do this or what?

[Verse 2]

Bitch, you nuts, you just hit my blunt

What the fuck? You lil' dirty slut

All I used to give a fuck was dirty cups

Sipping on that Act', I fucked off thirty bucks

And I helped the Hi-Tech plug run it up

Spent my last on codeine, I was dumb as fuck

Lean had me so sleep sometimes, I ain't wanna fuck

Had to quit that shit because I love to fuck

Definition of a sex junky, I take drugs to fuck

Give her a bean, watch how she turn to a dick suck machine

Fresh on the scene, she wanna fuck 'cause I'm in that McQueen

Paid two stacks for the jacket, straight off the rack and a rack for the jeans

I was on Essex with ratchets in my jacket, you know what's brackin' with me

I've just been racking up twenties and thirties a show like a racking machine

When you gon' get with that racket, you know what's gon' happen, we clapping the scene

We ain't with the dissin' and rappin', you know what's gon' happen, we clapping your team

Ride with the team (Ride with the team), in traffic with beams (Ayy)

Rollin' off beans (Rollin' off beans), you know what that means (You know what that means)

Already masked up, when we pull over you know it's a green

Police know me, already know not to ask nun' (Yeah)

They already know I don't know anything

[Chorus]

Get fucked up, roll up

Rep yo' shit, throw it up

What you drinking? Pour it up

Now it's going up, you throwing up

'Cause you drunk as fuck, what the fuck?

Tell her I wanna fuck, she know what's up

Yo' bitch get tore up, she want another cup

You with that shit or what? You gon' do this or what?

Get fucked up, roll up

Rep yo' shit, throw it up

What you drinking? Pour it up

Now it's going up, you throwing up

'Cause you drunk as fuck, what the fuck?

Tell her I wanna fuck, she know what's up

Yo' bitch get tore up, she want another cup

You with that shit or what? You gon' do this or what?