[Intro: Chino Cappin']
(Ed, Edd and Eddy) Ayy, yeah
(Bad bih' look like Saweetie, give me head when I'm ready)
Ayy, yeah
(Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam, it leave jelly)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, Chino
(I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly)
Chino, Chino, ayy
(Wear a mask, don't be reckless)
(Ayy, Nash)
(That boy ain't a hundred, beat the fed 'cause he tellin')
Ayy, ayy, they hatin' on me
(And if you check his paperwork, he scared, you can tell it)
Ayy, ayy, hatin' on me
(All this bond money, I might never see a cell)
Ayy, ayy, hatin' on me
(The plug just hit my phone, said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it)
Ayy, let's go

[Chorus: Chino Cappin']
Ed, Edd and Eddy
Bad bih' look like Saweetie, give me head when I'm ready
Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam, it leave jelly
I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly
Wear a mask, don't be reckless
That boy ain't a hundred, beat the fed 'cause he tellin'
And if you check his paperwork, he scared, you can tell it
All this bond money, I might never see a cell
The plug just hit my phone, said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Chino Cappin']
Young n***a, she know I got big racks
If she leave with me, then you can't get yo' bitch back (Nah)
But I'm done with her, come and get yo' bitch back
She said I'm the shit, at least she can admit that
I got diamonds on my neck, I put diamonds on my wrist
Hit up Wafi for my wifey, I put diamonds on my bitch
Percocets or Addys, it don't matter, I be geekin'
She know what it is, gon' hit my phone when you be tweakin' (Let's go)
Yessir, dropped her off right on the block and then I left her
I drop dick off in her mouth, she say her neck hurt
She gon' let me fuck her friend, I fuck her better
Hey, let's go
Ever since I signed my deal, they like, "N***a, what's the deal now?"
Pull up in a foreign car, n***a, watch me peel off
Countin' hundreds with my eyes closed, ask me how that feel now
I been drinkin' Belaire, we at Uncle Phil house
N***a, watch me pop it (Let's go)
Bitch, I feel just like the Lord but I'm on hot shit
Got this Glocky, it get freaky on some thot shit
They still don't know how I got rich and they can't stop it
Tell them folks, "Stop watchin'"
Deep inside them trenches I was playing 'round in that deep end
Twin be going crazy on them blocks, he playin' defense
I was kickin' doors, yeah, they fucked up, I got my feet in
Want me to beat her back and she get backends on the weekend (Let's go)
[Chorus: Chino Cappin' and 21 Lil Harold]
Ed, Edd and Eddy
Bad bih' look like Saweetie, give me head when I'm ready
Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam, it leave jelly
I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly
Wear a mask, don't be reckless
That boy ain't a hundred, beat the fed 'cause he tellin'
And if you check his paperwork, he scared, you can tell it
All this bond money, I might never see a cell (Uh-huh)
The plug just hit my phone (Uh-huh), said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it (Let's go)

[Verse 2: 21 Lil Harold and 21 Lil Harold & Chino Cappin']
I got big racks (Woah, big racks)
N***a hit my phone cryin', talkin' 'bout, "Where my bitch at?" (Where yo' bitch at?)
She won't leave me 'lone, she eatin' dick like it's a Kit Kat (Lil' bitch)
I know my money strong but I be damned if you get yo' bitch back
Got ninety-nine problems but I solve it with my Glock
Nah, take 'em down
In my car, got her pants down
Let's rock out, her mans down
Let's hop out, I'm sprayin' rounds
He hot now, calm him down
I got trap spot, got money now
He bitched out, he trade now
Yeah, my buddy then but he ain't now
Duck ass n***a, oh, punk ass trick
I ain't makin' time for her 'cause you'll die 'bout that bitch, yeah
I'm the type to take her from you and put a Patek on her wrist
She the type to love up on me and be slobbin' on my dick (Let's go)
[Chorus: Chino Cappin']
Ed, Edd and Eddy
Bad bih' look like Saweetie, give me head when I'm ready
Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam, it leave jelly
I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly
Wear a mask, don't be reckless
That boy ain't a hundred, beat the fed 'cause he tellin'
And if you check his paperwork, he scared, you can tell it
All this bond money, I might never see a cell
The plug just hit my phone, said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it (Let's go)

[Outro: Chino Cappin']
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(Yeah)
Ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Let's go