[Pre-Intro]
Money Mitch, spent that on my bitch
Lick, lick, I walk down with stick
Up, fire, it gon' make that lil boy piss
Glick, tricks, I want all that shit

[Intro]
I feel like Money Mitch, what?
Blatt, skrrt, skrrt
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Money Mitch, spent that on my bitch
Lick, lick, I walk down with stick
Up, fire, it gon' make that lil boy piss
Glick, tricks, I want all that shit
Slatt
(You can't be a runner young bull
You just can't be, it be just like that)
Damnxaa, that's you?
Let's go Faygo!

[Verse 1]
Tell that hoe get on her knees, please
She act like she need me
Yeah GG that what I bleed
Leave that .45 leave you screamin'
Fuck boy, you not no runner, slap the shit about yo whole team
Boy, I feel like Gunna, slime that boy out for the whole thing (Blatt, slime that boy out)
[Chorus]
Glockie wit' a green beam (Blatt)
Bitch don't play, hoe just eat me
I'm gon' make you feel me
Hoe, I need my money crispy

[Verse 2]
Please bitch, please
Magical, Disney
Clip it hold, 50
N***a tryna' link me
They tryna' delete me
Sneak me, you peaked me
Watch me, see me
You can't go to sleep on me (Haha, slatt)
That lil bitch', im in L.U.V
And I feel like Chief Keef
Duh-duh, beep-beep
And I keep that heat heat
Right under my hitta seat
They gon' run from A to Z, to get up in this runna league
He gon fall, like a damn leaf
And I smoke on big tree
Roll up blunts, bout to roll bout 3
Run to the cash, wanna feel my green
Don't give a fuck how you feel bout me
How i move like him when I drink codeine
Hang with a rat that is not for me
These lil' n***as off perc 30
Chiefrunna really that n***a baby
Gotta get guap, on me
They can't take control of me
Can't never put a hold on me
Can't never take soul out me
I ain't never finna fold on G
[Chorus]
Glockie wit a green beam (Blatt)
Bitch, don't play, hoe just eat me
I'm gon' make you feel me
Hoe, I need my money crispy

[Outro]
(Slime that boy out, yeah, yeah)
Glockie wit' a green beam (Blatt)
Bitch, don't play, or just eat me
I'm gon' make you feel me
Hoe, I need my money crispy