[Intro: Fat Dave]
They want me to talk my shit
I ain't talkin’ no shit, I'm tryna fuck me a bitch
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

[Chorus: Fat Dave]
These n***as cap like Mitchell & Ness
I fuck on yo' bitch then I give her back
I fuck that ho once then she callin’ back
Beef on her back, she don't know how to act
Give me some top then it's back to the trap
Fuck a bitch, I'm tryna move a new pack
And get me a coupe, I'm cruisin' in that
You talkin' that shit, you losin' it, Jack
We in a sprinter with like two or three straps
These n***as be fans, these n***as be chaps
Lil’ bro’ shootin' shit like the Cavs
Play on the way, he said he got six
Catch up on a one way, that shit got iffy
Pop me a Addy, that shit got me tipsy
She wanted a hug, I grabbed on her titty

[Verse 1: Fat Dave]
Two bad bitches named Sarah and Nicki
They gave me Becky and I got a quicky
Hold on, lil’ bitch, I'll be done in a minute
I make that bitch clean it up when I'm finish
I'm in her mouth, braces, dental
I’m a big dog, I brought the kennel
Lil' thot poppin' pussy like a pimple
I bust it down and I pass to my n***a

[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
He call out, "Smoke," and get put in a Swisher
We came with rods like we finna go fishin'
Boy, you'll get murked for a mention
I send them to lurk and the blitzin'
She wanna fuck 'cause she like how I kick it
Her favorite rapper a sissy
I'm gettin' booked from bity to bity
Real artist, I get past the door with my blicky
Uh, uh, it be hard for me to pick a thot
She in my DM, like, "Pick me"
Make him move off his block, eviction
We in the sprinter with Drakes and .50's
Uh, these n***as cap like Mitchell & Ness
Whole pussy, kitty cat
I'm slime, I'm out here, he won't get it back
We leave the beef in the streets, fuck the internet, ha
[Chorus: Fat Dave]
These n***as cap like Mitchell & Ness
I fuck on yo' bitch then I give her back
I fuck that ho once then she callin' back
Beef on her back, she don't know how to act
Give me some top then it's back to the trap
Fuck a bitch, I'm tryna move a new pack
And get me a coupe, I'm cruisin' in that
You talkin' that shit, you losin' it, Jack
We in a sprinter with like three or three straps
These n***as be fans, these n***as be chaps
Lil' bro' shootin' shit like the Cavs
Play on the way, he said he got six
Catch up on a one way, that shit got iffy
Pop me a Addy, that shit got me tipsy
She wanted a hug, I grabbed on her titty