[Intro: KiD TRUNKS]
Ayy, feel me
I got the whole gang with me
Ayy, Tank, give it to 'em, ayy, huh

[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh

[Verse 1: Flyboy Tarantino]
Oh no
Flow never been shit
Comin' in strong like you bent on a lit
Feel gold flow, chalk path from the kicks
Bitch, I'm the bomb, no need for the tick-tick-tick
Fresh shirt and I'm pourin' up slow
Swag on point, got a n***a takin' notes
Straight serious, no time for jokes
Swimmin' in the money like a n***a doin' backstrokes
Money long like a centipede
Your bitch pop X 'cause she feelin' me
Got a number two, I think her name was Tiffany
I don't remember, I was off it, where her titties be?
"Yo Steve, when you gon' drop another one?"
Well soon, matter fact, I ain't even done
With his bitch right now, she givin' me some
Talkin' 'bout "Flyboy is the top gun"
"Oh, for real? That's how them hoes be?"
Hell yeah, n***a, all the hoes know me
They wanna love me, they wanna suck me
Remember, I'm a Flyboy, ain't nobody above me
Damn, you big right now
Hell nah, my n***a, I'm the shit right now
Call this ho up, she 'bout to get dicked down
'Bout to show this bitch how shit go down
[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh

[Verse 2: TankHead666]
Hmm, fuck a n***a bitch
Hit me a lick
Members Only in this bitch
Beat a n***a ass like a stepfather
Marry to the money, fuck a altar
Cut a bitch off 'cause you'll stalk her
I hate a fuck n***a
No hair stylist, but I'm a wig splitter
Your bitch say that I'm that n***a
Beat the pussy, can't fuck a litter
Get the infra-red beam
Hit a n***a in the spleen
Silent bitch
Wanna suck on me
Suck on me, suck on me
Suck on me
[Verse 3: Cooliecut]
Ayy, ayy, yeah, okay
Jump off the rope, swan bomb, call me Neo
Dick stay hard 'cause a n***a is a Leo
Piece on me, .45- pew pew
I just might shoot up your shoe-oe-oe
Now you just runnin' like Boots, ooh ooh
Your bitch wan' fuck 'cause my woo-oo-oo
I just might throw her that flute
Haters be talkin', I just be like, "Who-o-o?"

[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh

[Verse 4: Kin$oul]
I need a chauffeur
I might come over
Sit on your sofa
Might grab me a soda
I might take it over
I'm rubbin' your shoulders
Fuck her off the poster
Send you what you order
Fuck what you need later
I don't give a fuck, you a hater
I'ma need to go get the paper
I ain't gon' wait on no waiter
I'm drinkin' that liquor, don't need no chaser
I just pull up with that laser
Yeah, I just might take her
I just might- what?
[Verse 5: Bass Santana]
Suck on these, take the steez
I be bustin' nuts, ain't for the free
Got my product from a coca leaf
I cook it up and cut a piece, my gum is numb, it sharp on me
Purple flowers purple soda, mm
Heard your thot was comin' over, wait
Heard she fuck with boys who trap and Scheme
Heard your heart would never be the same
I just might fuck, bitch
But you be all on that sus' shit
Got slippin' talkin' and usin' your mouth for all purposes
But you won't suck dick
When you gon' suck dick?
"No"? Don't hit me up then
Yeah, I just might fuck a friend
I just might

[Verse 6: KiD TRUNKS]
Uh
I'm gon' get you
They gon', they gon', they gon' kill you
Talk that shit
But you ain't gon' pull no trigger
I'm gon' get you
They gon', they gon', they gon' shoot you
Talk that shit
But you ain't gon' pull no trigger
Feel my wrath bitch, bleed
Pussy smell like feet
Bitch, you cannot read
Take your ass home, bitch, sleep
Smokin' on Hi-Tec gas, no pass
You fuck n***as all ass, uh
You fuck n***as gon' laugh, uh
You fuck n***as gon' laugh
She might just give me that throat, throat
I just might murder your throat, ho
I just might fuck on a ho, ho
I just might fuck on a ho, ho
Your lil' bitch want attention
Take a seat and a lesson
Why yo' ass like to question?
Pop a Perc, that expensive

[Chorus: KiD TRUNKS]
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on her mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, ayy
I just might cock her, he an imposter
I just might fuck on your mother, just like Chris Tucker
She just might bend that shit over, like it's a rover
Diamonds bitin' like a crowbar, money long, I need a chauffeur, uh