[Chorus]
Bitch, sit on my face, I attack that (Yeah)
Choose up, lil' junt, I'm finna pack him
When it comes to my bitch, I'm straight active
Dirtball—smokin' cat piss
Lil' bitch, shut the fuck up
Tell your best friend, shut the fuck up, ayy
Lil' bitch, shut the fuck up
Tell your best friend, shut the fuck up, ayy (Ayy, pull up, ayy)

[Verse 2]
My lil' baby low-key a flexer
Six figs on the whip, that's a price tag
Lil' best friend bitch tried to press me
I'm that underground n***a with the check, though
I hate a bitch that I can't impress
When you come see the crib, you better die, ho
Young n***a sneakin' in through your side door
Baby Keem, not a wave, I'm a vibe, ho
Seven fig n***a with the big drip on me (Yeah)
Post on your block with your wish list on me

[Chorus]
Bitch, sit on my face, I attack that
Choose up, lil' junt, I'm finna pack him
When it comes to my bitch, I'm straight active
Dirtball in the coupe smokin'—
[Spoken: Laura Les]
Hey, Boiler Room
Hey, we gotta keep going but, uh, you know, we-we got like two more for y'all, so, uh
Hey
Thanks for coming out tonight, okay?