Left down, right up

Okay I'm a cheat code

Okay, got me a meme but the men I meet though

Ayy I wore Sanze Dicky's pants 'cause I'm on my grind

Ayy, you ain't talkin' bout money or the cash, why you on my line?

This shit get dark like tar like the boy like turpentine

Ayy, tell my kids we ain't goin' out like squares

I know my name like Earl, that shit be everywhere

She don't want to leave the bed, shoot that shit like heaven

I think I shot that dude, I'm just like Devin

Left down, right up

When I ain't get no money, that's when shit get personal, okay

It ain't about where you ain't been, it's about where you 'gon go

I know if I got the Benz, shawty she 'gon be here for sure

Ayy, I need you as a witness, tellin' 'em it was lit

Ayy, we was in the kitchen, it felt like the vip

Ayy, fifty dollar Bloods, a hundred dollar Crips

Okay, the only presidents deals don't deal with politics

Okay, I need her to purr, I'm a lunatic

Left down, right up

Ayy, Smash

The fuck you mean you don't know DJ Marc B?

Cheat Code

KEY! feat. Redd Smash