[Intro: DB.Boutabag]
(What's happenin', Soldado?)
Ayy, ayy
(Thank You Fizzle)
I'm the best man
(Smoov, what's good, baby)
Ayy

[Chorus: DB.Boutabag]
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the bitch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the bitch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands

[Verse 1: DB.Boutabag]
[?] bring your pape' to me, I'm the best guy
You don't have to pay me for my presence, this ain't Best Buy
Your n***a told me you was 'bout a bag but couldn't flex five
I was walkin' on my ten, now I got a ride
[?] got a problem, don't makе a post, just pull me to the side
[?], bitch, that's a twеnty ball in my eyes
[?] Wock', straight drop, now I'm gettin' high
I just woke up and made a ten, now I'm gettin' fly
I had to get me a new bitch, that shit gettin' dry
The bitch hit the bank before 3, I'm pullin' up at 5
How you say the bitch yours but she think she mine?
Baby always treat me like a king even though I'm lyin'
[Chorus: DB.Boutabag]
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the bitch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the bitch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
I get the bag and break dance, the Plug too cool
Stincs run LA, we the leaders of the new school
N***as ain't on nothin', you gon' have to purchase some new goons
Most of the n***as beefin' with me silver spoon
I done broke all type of races, a pilgrim too
Leave her kids with Graham Graham just to feel my mood
Bitch, stop eatin' all your snacks, spillin' juice
Leave some Ralfy Runtz on the table so you know the Plug came through
I want your head and bread, don't really plan on savin' you
I'm a lyin'-ass cheetah, my grandpa is a sabertooth
I need a bitch that's gon' pull up with some money and my favorite juice
You a ho and I know pastor Ralfy not ashamed of you, the Plug

[Chorus: DB.Boutabag]
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the bitch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands
Baby, bring your pape' to me, I'm the best man
Got my hands on a fifty-ball and did the best dance
I won't sell out for the bitch, I got too many fans
Why you always flexin' on the 'Gram? I got too many bands