Lyric:

Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (Down the block)
Made a right (Yeah, right)
Cut the lights, (Yeah, what) paid the price (Yeah)
Niggas think it’s sweet, (Nah, never) it’s on sight (Yeah, what?)
Nothin’ nice, (Yeah) baguettes in my ice (Aw, man)
Jesus Christ, (Yeah) checks over stripes (Yeah)
That’s what I like, (Yeah) that’s what we like (Yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I’m Sheck (Bitch!)