[Verse 1: ITSOKTOCRY]
Used to have to worry 'bout a bitch
I cut that bitch off, now I count up check
Put me in coach, I'm gon' shoot, Ron Artest
No I don't wanna hit'cho blunt, I know it's mid
So much jewelry on me, I'm feelin' like I'm a prisoner
Used to be in love with two bitches, and I walked in on them scissorin'
Too many snakes around me, think that my house is Slytherin
I found a bad bitch and I turned her to Kate Middleton
They mad at me 'cause I'm goin' viral every album
This is real ice baby, I can wear it in the shower
If you asking 'bout my time, it's about 5K an hour
I connect with plug, just like WiFi and router
They say, "ITSOKTOCRY, I think he a bitch"
Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, you just broke as shit
Whip, whip, whip, whip, whip, whip
Think I just broke my wrist (Oh), I just ran up a check (Mwah)
Blow my opps a kiss

[Verse 2: ITSOKTOCRY]
I sincerely think they mad at me 'cause I run up a check and they can't get like me
I sincerely think they mad at me 'cause I run up a check and they can't get like me (Get like me!)
Left wrist, right wrist, same thing
Yeah they both on tilt, so if I spin, it's hurricane
Genius gon' hit me up 'cause they ain't know what I was sayin'
If you can't understand me, then you ain't' slime, a slime knight can
[Verse 3: Savage Ga$p]
I said I'm like Lugia, I'm shiny, every label wanna sign me, ho'
Hope my shit is grimy, super rare, you'll never find me
Friends switched up on me, man that shit's sad
I can't deal with drama, I get bands, and they just pissed 'cause I'm winnin'
She wanna fly me out so I can make a TikTok wit' her (Y'know, huh?)
Your shit's all fibbing, your girl just pulled her titties out and now the kid's all giddy
No Death Notes, no, I don't need to fight
93 and Shinigami, those my brothers for life (Y'know)
Cut you off like Buster Sword, your boyfriend is a fucking dork
Diamonds minin', bustin' Robitussin
Man this drop is raw, huh, in A&R when I drop the top
You gon' like my shit just like the post your girlfriend comment on
I just made like $20,000 just to hit the Woah
Coca-Cola, Rover, Motorola, just don't hit my phone
I won't fuck you over, but it's over once you fuck it up
A&R just sent me your album and that shit was cunk, bitch