[Verse 1: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Lotta blues on me, I can't be without
Citibank jumpin', I got three accounts
Make the chef spend the night, we ain't eatin' out
Fuckin' bitches with my bitch, I ain't cheatin' now

[Verse 2: Jeeezy]
Get your card, I got everything I needed out (I'm cool)
Fuckin' hoes that these lame n***as dream about (Bitches lame)
I get in and start shootin' like I'm Eddie House (Eddie House)
Run up in your shit lootin' for the right amount (Right amount)
She want tequila to the face, fuck a Miller Lite (Fuck a Miller Lite)
One like and I'ma fuck a n***a bitch tonight (Fuck a n***a bitch)

[Verse 3: Cash Kidd]
Kidd ridin' big wheels, this ain't Fisher-Price (I am)
Nеw foreign push-to-start like I'm pickin' fights (Skrrt)
Bitch told me kick rocks, now my feet drippin' blood (Bleedin')
Shirt got еyes on it like the Wizard of (Fendi)
Somebody get me out this mall, damn near spent a dub
I only let her suck my dick, how this bitch in love? (Bitch, how?)
She like the way I'm drippin' sauce like some chicken nuggs
N***as sittin' on they ass like they in the tub
I got bored and scored with that steel, had a triple-dub
Lookin' for a dime to blow on me like I'm gettin' crud
[Verse 4: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Is you my bitch? Is we together? None of the above (Nah)
Take a sip and transform like I'm Buddy Love (Buddy Love)
Hit his bitch in eighth grade, he still hold a grudge (He still mad)
Gary Payton, I can't hit unless I got a glove (I need a glove)
Tax a n***a for a verse, I ain't showin' love (Thirty bands)
Lot of pounds sittin' out, you can't get enough (Won't get enough)

[Verse 5: Jeeezy]
Fuckin' on this bitch for years, she can't get enough (She can't get enough)
Eatin' with my foreign bitch, got me tryin' stuff (Fuck is this?)
Thick, built bitch, she my third-down back (Third down)
Put a cap by your name in my contacts (N***a cap)
XD Springfield, that bitch combat (That bitch combat)
Which bitch want me more? It's a contest (I don't know)
Your n***a broke on the couch doin' job apps (N***a broke)
Called my own number for the game, I'm Lamar Jack' (Lamar Jack')

[Verse 6: Cash Kidd]
Bobby Brown with the fraud, get your card cracked
We the new Bad Boy Pistons, bitch, we all that (All schemin')
Fuck around, made 50K on accident
Said the right thing, she gave her purse to me, ain't ask the bitch (Ain't even ask)
Met a plug in Arizona don't tax for shit
So when I say I'm learnin' AZ, it ain't the alphabet
Thirty on me, but in public, got a standard clip
Pocket rocket on me 'cause they pocket watchin' on me (Watchin')
N***as tellin' all these tales like Sonic right-hand homie (N***as cap)
Like a sweet sixteen, we snuck in, got in with that pony (Got in with that strap)
[Verse 7: Jeeezy]
Got a PS5 dick, told my bitch I need that Sony (PS5)
On the track doin' tricks in the 'Hawk like I'm Tony (Tony Hawk)
Aaron Donald, it take two or three bitches just to hold me (You can't hold me)
Your bitch finally let me hit, I said it's fire, said she told me (Yeah, it's fire)
Takin' pictures of me poured after pairin' off the potion
Your favorite rapper really trash in the booth, I had to coach him (N***a weak)
I just landed up in Denver, yeah, they treat me like I'm Jokić
Fired on her baby daddy, I reacted off emotion (Fired on him)
Just walked her in the mansion, baby, where you wanna start first?

[Verse 8: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Blowers all around the crib like it's artwork (Blowers everywhere)
Chrome'd down, all this shit make my heart hurt (Chrome Heart)
She tryna suck it while I drive, let me park first (Damn, let me park)
Cash Kidd, I got pieces, bet they gon' work (Bet they work)
Everybody gettin' somethin', I'ma go first (I'ma go)
Gotta send this bitch punchin' 'til her arms hurt (Yeah we punchin')
Got my bitch a big bag, fuck a coin purse (Big bag)
Dior didn't have that jacket, I think Prada should (Prada should)
You n***as sellin' food stamps, that is not a jugg (Not a jugg)
Big plays on Vermont like I'm Robert Woods (Like I'm Woody)
Hit his bitch and run home like Aaron Judge (Aaron Judge)