[Intro: Sir Rome]
Sir Rome, bitch, ayy

[Verse 1: Sir Rome]
Ayy, yeah, I run it up, n***a
Haters mad, 'cause they can not fuck with us, n***a
Me and EZ here and we stay counting bucks, n***a
Not from the slumps, but I will thump you up, n***a
This ain’t what you want, or is it?
Haters mad, 'cause I stay worried 'bout my business
Talking ’bout llamas, turn yo' ass into some chicken
Fucking on yo' bitch, and that bitch is delicious

[Chorus: Sir Rome]
Ayy, yeah, I run it up, n***a
Haters mad, 'cause they cannot get like us
Keep on talking and we gon quiet down all that fuss
And we'll knock you down if yo' ass keep acting tuff

[Verse 2: Young EZ]


[Chorus: Sir Rome]
Ayy, yeah, I run it up, n***a
Haters mad, 'cause they cannot get like us
Keep on talking and we gon quiet down all that fuss
And we'll knock you down if yo’ ass keep acting tuff

[Interlude: Sir Rome]
Hold on, hold on
You n***as thought we was done?
EZ still got a verse for y’all

[Verse 3: Young EZ]


[Refrain: Young EZ]


[Outro: Sir Rome]
Ayy man y'all n***as already know how we stuntin’
Young EZ
Sir Rome, the n***a on the throne
That gets the most dome
Bitch