[Intro: HBK Jachi]
(I get my plug from the Narcos, the Mexicans)
I get my shit from Hat
(Ayy, Turk, turn that shit up)

[Chorus: HBK Jachi]
Livin' life fast just like a Hellcat
Every time we get our hands on 'bows, we gon' sell that
I'm with all go-getters, ain't politic with no n***a
Told that bitch, "You really love me", let my bros hit her
Poppin', yeah, they know we lit, I could slide and hold the stick
[?] get a broken wrist, I know that I chose this shit
Bitch, you see it's all Dracs, I got the Stincs with me (I know she see me)
N***as hatin', probably why they tryna beef with me (N***as crazy)

[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Diamonds goin' crazy, look like the TV trippin'
Steak and lobster while you warmin' up TV dinners
Hittin' on bitches that look like Kylie Jenner
Bitch was goin' crazy in my comments, so I had to pin her
Every time I get the bag, I thank Mr. Whiskers
Playin' with my strips, get turned to a chicken dinner
I'm on her bumper, know the Plug finna bend her
Poured off the juice, the heater on me, checking temperature
You gon' wake up every day thinkin' 'bout a stimulus
When it come to gettin' money, a lot of these n***as limited
I'm a boss, your baby daddy a middle man
We know the truth, bitch, I got them big old bands, the Plug
[Chorus: HBK Jachi & PlayerrWays]
Livin' life fast just like a Hellcat (Skrrt)
Every time we get our hands on 'bows, we gon' sell that
I'm with all go-getters, ain't politic with no n***a (Naw)
Told that bitch, "You really love me", let my bros hit her
Poppin', yeah, they know we lit, I could slide and hold the stick
[?] get a broken wrist, I know that I chose this shit
Bitch, you see it's all Dracs, I got the Stincs with me (I know she see me, alright)
N***as hatin' (Playerr), probably why they tryna beef with me (Let me pop it, what I say? N***as crazy)

[Verse 2: PlayerrWays]
Like how I stack up eighty thousand in a shoebox
It's Mike Amiri denim, cost a bag, when I strip him, he sockless
I would bring out Double R, but I wait 'til that slip
"Why you sip so much, Playerr?" Bitch, I'm addicted to Tris'
Ayy, ayy, pour that Wocky up, I just patched for this pint
Carti fully bust down, my lock even got a lil' shine
And my shooters with me packin' heat, we don't play for Miami
Shoot your gun, Stanley, 'cause my chop like a big-ass Bambi
Ghetto Boyz took out the same 'fit on, I've been in that trap
Come and get your chili packs, 'za packs, it cost a bag
I'm top tier, I mean benibachi, Chef Grizzley
Baby, I'm a player, I'm gon' have you cryin' in that Bentley, gang

[Chorus: HBK Jachi]
Livin' life fast just like a Hellcat
Every time we get our hands on 'bows, we gon' sell that
I'm with all go-getters, ain't politic with no n***a
Told that bitch, "You really love me", let my bros hit her
Poppin', yeah, they know we lit, I could slide and hold the stick
[?] get a broken wrist, I know that I chose this shit
Bitch, you see it's all Dracs, I got the Stincs with me (I know she see)
N***as hatin', probably why they tryna beef with me (N***as crazy)