[Verse 1: Lil Texxan]
I'm rocking with players my swag on 10
You can tell all your groupie ass friends
Double cup high kick hit him with a spin
Higher than a bitch when I hop out the Benz
Flyer than a bitch get it poppin' your (?)
Flyer than a bitch get it poppin' your (?)
Hey, whoop his bitch ass again hey whoop his bitch ass again hey
Part two bet you can't whoop me don't fool better pay your dues I don't play by the rules (bitch)
Stuck to the motherfuckin' game like ooh got my big ass head hanging straight out the roof (bitch)
Compete with a bitch in the street I don't fuck with police 21 Jump Street
If he wanna jump me knock him on the concrete
Hit is little trick ass now the n***a can't see (damn)
This n***a don't wanna battle with me got a trick up my sleevе now they madder at me
Pull up thе club like a juug man creep
I ain't even hop out I was sleep in the seats
This n***a don't wanna battle with me got a trick up my sleeve now they madder at me
Pull up the club like a juug man creep
I ain't even hop out I was sleep in the seats

[Verse 2: Ouija Macc]
Once ain't enough I'ma feed the boy the shoe twice
Fuccin' with a juggalo you know I'm gonna whoop twice
Had the boy looking like a deer in the headlights
C17 give a fucc what you feel like (ooh)
Got in on tucc get your pill like (uuh)
Rappers ain't tough in they real life (naw)
Chopper to your nugget like head lice (damn)
All the tough guy shit dead right
You with a bum bitch tryna get Vicodin
I'm in a function you ain't invited in (yuh)
Don't like me then (bitch) come fight me then
Ouija the shit got a problem come wipe me then
One of my yungalos earning a stripe again
Say that's your lady then why did I pipe her then
Fake at the mouth all these succas be collagen
All at your top again let that shit drop again