[Verse: Chase Fetti]
Y'all know me (what's up n***a?), Rick Hyde what's poppin' n***a?
Ay, you know what's up, n***a, uh
I put three on every ten I cop
Chain smoke look like some Hookah when you in the spot
I'm really in them blocks
Fuck you doing on my Ave if you ain't finna shop? (What's up n***a?)
If you ain't stay up off my path mark, I'm sending shots
We could beef like n***as don't fuck with swine (Uhuh)
I believe that the world is mine they keep saying its perfect time for me to black out (Black out)
These shells look like fries n***a don't make me pull this mac out
Feel like Shaq with the back-down
Ay n***a since we talking beef I got mad cows
N***a I'm a cash cow it's bulletproofs and straps 'round
I swore I was rich the first time a n***a cashеd out
I sold a hundred bricks and you still struggling with that pack, how? How? (N***a, look)
Don't quit yo day job, my Texas bitch head so good I call hеr "Face Mob"
I don't take no days off (nah), this AMG looking like a motherfucking racecar
Suck a dick pussy n***a I hate y'all

[Verse: Rick Hyde]
Ok the money got me feeling like I'm seven-five
Every time I write a verse feel like I'm sellin' pies
We put n***as in the hearses if you need a ride
Have you lookin' like you Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky
The revolution gon' be televised
Every time you get on wax or on a camera you start tellin' lies
Two peezy's I call em' Nina Sky, 'cause they both go for the high or I could break em' down like eighty-nine
My n***a you don't show a wavy sign
All these rappers doing nothing for the culture with these lazy lines
My young n***a love the baby nine (Woo)
That's yo' ass he catch you smoking like you baby brine
The work was strong enough to take a five (Whip, whip)
I'm stepping on it like Omega sign (whip, whip), anything that make a pie
My children understated better when I say "Goodbye"
I make sure I'll send them hundreds to my baby ma', huh
[Verse: Trap Jefe]
Fuckin' on the fuzz spent nine thousand in Saks Fifth
All I copped was black pants and black kicks
Bitch you had to stunt like Jackie Chan doing backflips
Hate will get the cash to 808 in the casket
N***a, we don't cash out the same (Cash!)
When braising in the spot my cash out insane
I might see out then go cash out the range
I might pop a Perc tryna max' out the pain n***a