Duran on the beat hoe

Got me some guap but I want me some more

They wanna hop on the wave when I blow (Blow)They be like "boy you the greatest the goat" (Goat)

They be like "boy you done made it," I know (Know)

She wanna come feel safe at the crib (Crib)

Baby I only feel safe with a pole (Pole)

She get a bag make it shake on a pole (Pole)

Stuff in this wood ain′t no space for a pole (Pole)

Fuckin me up she be taking my soul (Hey)

Pick up the pack I be breaking the load (Hey)

Numbers and dashes I'm playing my zone (Hey)

Picking the blue it be turning me on (Hey)

Blowing my phone wont you leave me alone (Hey)

Outta this world ain′t coming back home (Hey)

Life is so crazy I'm writing this shit (Hey)

Feel like a book I might Junie B Jones (Yeah)

D-R-E-W-S-Y my Drewsy (Hey)

Tired of these hoes man I'm tired of these groupies (Hey)

Life is a flic, It′s a pic, It′s a movie (Hey)

Rolling the opps and I smoke em like doobie (Hey)

Paparazzi on me, feeling like uzi (Hey)

N***** always tryna kick it like Bruce Lee

Shorty always tryna smoke on my loosely

And I got the water, That drip, yeah that fuji

Get to the guap I can't fuck with these hoes

They just gone rock cause they know ima blow

They be like "Drewsy the greatest the goat"

They be like " Drewsy done made it," I know

Stack me some bread ima stack me some more

Im on the dash, On the gas, Wanna go

Shorty, She fast, She a lifeline hoe

N***** be fast, Yeah they really be slow

These day′s you ain't even gotta lie to these hoe

Fuckin they girl and they already know

They be like "Drew your heart cold needa coat"

They be like "Drewsy you ruthless," I know

She wanna come and, fuck me at the crib

I said "cant give my address to a hoe"

I′m outta this world my location remote

They jocking they jotting they takin down notes

Jocking they jotting they taking down notes

It's gone take more then a class to be like us

Shawty break up with Drew I′m the runner up

Sweet but she spicy, My cinnamon sugar rush

She calling my phone talking about she gotta crush

Leave me alone I ain't really in to ya

I'm in my zone, I can′t really tend to ya

All of these problem′s and I can't depend on ya

Got me some guap but I want me some more

They wanna hop on the wave when I blow (Blow)

They be like "boy you the greatest the goat" (Goat)

They be like "boy you done made it," I know (Know)

She wanna come feel safe at the crib (Crib)

Baby I only feel safe with a pole (Pole)

She get a bag make it shake on a pole (Pole)

Stuff in this wood ain′t no space for a pole (Pole)

Fuckin me up she be taking my soul (Hey)

Pick up the pack I be breaking the load (Hey)

Numbers and dashes I'm playing my zone (Hey)

Picking the blue it be turning me on (Hey)

Blowing my phone wont you leave me alone (Hey)

Outta this world ain′t coming back home (Hey)

Life is so crazy I'm writing this shit (Hey)

Feel like a book I might Junie B Jones (Yeah)