[Verse 1]
Bottom to the top, I'm finna beat you the fuck up
So I'm just waitin' 'til your pussy ass decides to buck up
Now you is in front of me, so show me, bitch, what up
Thirty minutes ago, on the phone, you was so stuck up
Run up on me, try me, and I'mma knock you out
Tryin' to make it seem like you doin' this for the clout
Now's the time to show me what the fuck you all about
I'mma fuckin' beat you if you openin' your mouth
Bustdown on my wrist, and on my chain it is just gold
And I got your girl, yeah, that little bitch did you cold
Listen to me boy, now I will never break or fold
So pull up now, and show me what you said on the phone

[Chorus]
Blood on my knuckles, so I chuckle
How the hell you comin' back from that, fuck hoe
Blood on my knuckles, so I chuckle
How the hell you comin' back from that, fuck hoe
Blood on my knuckles, so I chuckle
How the hell you comin' back from that, fuck hoe
Blood on my knuckles, so I chuckle
How the hell you comin' back from that, fuck hoe

[Verse 2]
Bustdown on my wrist, it's gold
And I got your girl, that little bitch did you cold
Listen to me boy, now I will never break or fold
So pull up now, and show me what you said on the phone
Bustdown on my wrist, and on my chain it is just gold
And I got your girl, yeah, that little bitch did you cold
Listen to me boy, now I will never break or fold
So pull up now, so pull up now, and show me what you said on the phone, (Aye)