Yo′ Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

Yo

Yo, yoWhat's next? (Next)

Heard these niggas comin′ for my neck

Back then I was working at Direct

She like, "Nigga, all you wanna do is flex"

Duh, don't you see the net? Uh

The net cost a check

A check could cost a jet

She like, "Nigga, now I wish we never met"

If you show me love, better show me my respect (facts)

I'm in this deep deep, straight up ′til my neck

And I′m protected, watch money met

Hate your P from now to death

Tell 'em we up, tell ′em we next

All this panache, finesse

Fuck it, let's play with no ref

Been in my bag, got crept

I fuck the game like lubricate like MJ how I step

That man′s face is way too big

Can't eat, make sure he′s whacked

Write me up a check, yeah

Ooh-la-la (ha, ha)

She wants me (ha, ha)

Ooh-la-la (ha, ha)

What's the fee (ha, ha)

Ooh-la-la, tell a pussy nigga, "Freeze" (ha, ha)

Ooh-la-la, I'ma give you what you need (ha, ha)

Yeah, ay, yo, ay, yo

Young boy got to make them moves, check-ups

But they don′t know me, I′m next up extra

Baby too extra, I needed one extra

Feel the new vex, uh, I need more money, I need more bands (skrrt)

I got my fans, I'm fuckin′ on honeys that know about mans

I can't compensate with them lames, I can′t (I can't)

I can′t compensate with them lame niggas

I pump my chest 'bout that check

I'm ′bout the money, I′m about that flex

My little honey trying to get me fixed

The way that I put them through the test

Two gal

Two gone

Too fun

Don't run, ayy, yeah

No run, no run

No run, we not done

It ain′t finished

Tell the judge, "Extend the sentence"

On my own, independence

All as, good attendance

Okay, got your card (card, card, card)

What's the pin? (Ah) what′s the pin? (Ah)

Get it in (ah)

Niggas actin' fishy-fishy, see your fins (ha)

Shawty pull up, swishy-swishy, then she finished

Someone tell it boy

Me not with no fish flavor

Unnuh watchin′ your behavior

Me nuh ramp with no traitor

All mi dogs make paper

Ha, yeah

The pack, the pack

The pack, the pack

The pack, the pack

Ha, Vs in the back

Bs on the back

The team got the strap

The Gs fit her back

Diamonds on me light like limousine

Baby, let me hop on double Cs

Yeah, I'm gettin' paid, you can tell that by the jeans

And yeah, I turned red, I′m gettin′ tired of geek

(Oh, yeah, I love me)

Oh yeah, I love me

I'm a freak

I′m prodigy

What you need?

Give me that C, yeah

Give me that C, yeah

Nigga that geek, yeah

Nigga that geek, yeah

Nigga, that C, yeah

I was like, "What do you mean?" Ha

Shawty, stop making a scene

Wait, don't got a key

Wait, don′t get a key

And no, I don't go in the trees