[Intro]
(Rell On The Track) Come on
(Reuel, stop playin' with these n***as)
Bust it, bust it

[Chorus]
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss n***a" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, n***a, cop somethin' (Come on)
N***a wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My n***a from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work (Are you in the Mafia?)
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a n***a brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' n***as really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Yeah)
N***as ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em

[Verse 2]
N***as can't talk to me still with me, gang with me, naw, 'less he gettin' money money
If you had to pay just to speak to me, hate on me, n***as wouldn't even be talkin' to me
N***a, if I die tonight, ride tonight, take me away in a designer coffin (Designer)
This real 'za got me coughin', I'm a real dog, these n***as just barkin'
All white Cartis, all white 'Rari
My bitch intercepts, yeah, this a naughty
She get some dick whenever she call me
Five-letter fam, but, naw, I ain't Polly
Bro hit my phone, he sellin' some Quali'
She wanna ride, my dick like a Harley
Spread, spread, I'm spreadin' these hundreds
And spittin' on drank 'cause, shit, I'm a junkie
She sayin' it's rich 'cause she love it (Designer)
Her head a ten, I love it (Designer)
No, I won't take her in public
I get her a bag and she lucky (Designer)
I go to war if it's 'bout my brothers, that's just the end of discussion (Designer)
You think she's somethin', she's nothin'
I slut her out and you cuff her
[Chorus]
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss n***a" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, n***a, cop somethin' (Come on)
N***a wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My n***a from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a n***a brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' n***as really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Yeah)
N***as ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em

[Verse 2]
N***a work MCM, who is him? Man, dog, why is this n***a even standin' by us?
You know me and exotic product, T-shirt say Dolce Gabbana
Jeans on me say Amiri
Fly a ho private, ain't goin' on Spirit (Designer)
Dior shades, yeah, the clear ones, Moncler earmuffs, bitch, I can't hear you (Damn)
Alexander McQueen, Lanvins, Celine (Designer)
Fendi my jeans, Burberry tee (Designer)
Louis accessories head to feet
Who is the freshest? He said it's me
My Hellcat designer, I fled the scene (Designer)
Her wig designer, it cost me a G (Designer)
A million in cars, we came in a fleet
Designer my sheets when I go to sleep (Designer)
I'm knowin' this risky, I'm on it (Designer)
You name it, I had it, I sold it (Designer)
No, I can't show no emotion
I throw a bitch heart in the ocean (Get the fuck out of here)
I bought a stick for any commotion, boy, you not havin' no motion
If you ask me, you bogus (Designer), all this designer, she open
[Chorus]
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss n***a" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, n***a, cop somethin' (Come on)
N***a wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My n***a from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a n***a brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' n***as really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Designer, yeah)
N***as ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em