[Intro]
Yeah, I switch up my hoes, I switch up my flows
These backends, these rolls, yeah
Yeah, I pull up in Ghost
I'm racin' like Forza, fuckin' the road— (Bitch)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I switch up my hoes, I switch up my flows
These backends, these rolls, yeah
Yeah, I pull up in Ghost
I'm racin' like Forza, fuckin' the road up
Touch down, hit my partner, "What's the word?"
Ho come second but Amiri come in first
I don't talk, I don't gotta say a word
Ice show shinin' on my neck like "Brr"
Yeah, yeah, partner caught a body
He rollin' off molly, least I know he got me
I just fold this bitch up, just like origami
I know she a bop, I need lip, lil' shawty top me
I don't rock CDG, 'less it's Homme Plus
Ho platinum feedin' me
They tryna see me eat, watchin' like a DVD
My whole crew crazy, tearin' up the street
I don't wanna see lil' baby, fuck her through the sheets
I won't fold on none my n***as, they won't fold on me
I might finger fuck a check, or I might watch it bleed
Racks came in quick as hell, it was too damn easy
These hoes just want a Birkin, just want CC, they tryna slime me
We rollin' dope, we rollin' off of X, feel like a zombie
I'm havin' motion and I'm havin' racks like Kalankaski
My cousin crazy, he'll cut your head off, you cannot breathe
[Refrain]
Yeah, my foot on these n***as neck
Yeah, my foot on these n***as neck
Yeah, my foot on these n***as neck (Yeah, go)
Yeah, I'm three Percs in, I'm set
Yeah, I'm three Percs in, I'm set
Yeah, I'm T'd up to the max

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, I'm the one poppin' the lock, yeah
I'm the one pull out that Bentley, I ride out the lot and made that ho chop, yeah
Cuffin' that ho, she a thot, she throwin' the top, she givin' the box, yeah
Got it on lock, I'm breakin' the lock, my pockets full of them knots, yeah
Won't even bag the bitch, a badder bitch keep hittin' my line, yeah
I'm on some savage shit, that Gen4 Glock 29, yeah
I'm like a cavity, I'm up in her mouth, I nut in her eye, yeah
Two Gen5's, Chase Rambo, I'm on fire
Shh, I don't know nothing 'bout that case
Racks comin' in and out of state
I'm in court, I got that— (Shh)
Blowin' dope twelve pounds of kush
.556, .223's, MAC-11, K's, n***a
That's your wife, she on me, I ain't even gon' stay with her
I won't play with you, I'll make shawty lick it up
Molly Santana, I'm on yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Ghetto Fab, GF