Good Times (Interlude) lyrics

[Interlude]
Point four, my n*gga, point four, point four
Yep, come on hit, hit, hit
Yeah, yeah, motivated, on four
There it go, ah, f*ck
Soon as I thought I was having a good time
(Ayy this n*gga, this n*gga burnt out wanna holla at you)
This n*gga think he slick
(YG, what's brackin' jizzle?)
See, everybody try to hit me with the homie convo'
(Look, n*gga I been tryna get yo' number from the homies for the longest but n*ggas tryna act like you the President and sh*t)
Then the homie convo'
(Tryna tell n*ggas, man, YG a real n*gga)
Turn into the money convo'
(f*ck it, me, I ain't gon' beat around the bush, my n*gga
Let a n*gga borrow a couple hundred dollars, my n*gga
You the homie, I know you got it)
n*gga, what?