(Banger) You said what? I'm honey blonde today Honey blonde today? Blonde, honey blonde, uh-huh, like your hair Haha, tryna be like me? (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) No, no, um, what was I gonna say? Let me see that again, Bubby See what? What you had? I got a blunt You know what they had, they had- Oh you talkin' 'bout that different shit? That's Nard, what is that? Yeah, that's that iron, mom (That's that iron, mom) I said, I gotta keep it close to me (Yeah), these pussy bitches ghosts to' me (Oh) Tryna take my life, I'm ten toes down, that's how it's supposed to be Wanna catch me lackin', hunt me down, that shit won't go for me Know them shooters always stay around and they gon' blow for me Wе gon' let it go, shawty, we gon let it blow, shawty Thеy sick of me, they so sorry, got disbelief, they mind foggy Niggas know we want some fucking red rum, on a different time, shawty Is you out your motherfuckin' head, dumb? Or you out your fucking mind shawty? Heard you with the games, I ain't never had the time, shawty Ain't never had time for the games, I'm on the grind, baby What is all these drugs without you, baby? Big Redd, but I'm feelin' real blue Nah, I ain't none of these fuck niggas, I still love my momma more than I love this money (Huh), ya dig? (Ya dig?) Oh, oh, oh My momma with it, nigga, don't play dumb .223s to the knees, make a bitch nigga kneel (Ah) Red flag me with the B's, at the hive in the hills Triple B, big baller, bitch, respect a G My momma with it, nigga, don't play dumb .223s to the knees, make a bitch nigga kneel (Ah) Red flag me with the B's, at the hive in the hills Triple B, big baller, bitch, respect a G That's Nard, what is that? Yeah, that's that iron, mom (That's that iron, mom) I said, I gotta keep it close to me (Yeah), these pussy bitches ghosts to' me (Oh) Tryna take my life, I'm ten toes down, that's how it's supposed to be Wanna catch me lackin', hunt me down, that shit won't go for me Know them shooters always stay around and they gon' blow for me (Banger) Alright, well, alright, I love you You didn't send me them songs I'ma send you the damn songs, mom, I love you, haha Okay, love you too, thanks, Bubby Alright, bye Okay, bye Yeah, you could put that together, fire