[Intro: BabyTron]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: BabyTron]
Aw shit, I could come through, talk shit, walk drip
Took a loss once but I'm never off, bitch
All bricks, turn 'em in, now just watch me ball, bitch
I'm the chosen one, I ain't lying, that's the fucking truth
Took a lil' jump off the porch, now I jump in coupes
Fell off, bounce back, I'm a bungee jumper, dude
High as hell, got the munchies, yeah, I'm finna punch some food

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Look, dummy, I'm a scam master
Flip arounder on this bitch, I'll knock his ass backwards
Five hour road trip, I'm floating up to Grand Traverse
Spilling steak sauce on Dior, where's my damn manners?

[Verse 2: TrDee]
Wipe a n***a nose then I'm fucking on his bitch
Be a couple months before the Rollie on my wrist
Got some more choppеrs for the n***as throwing fits
I been running through the hoes likе a n***a called a blitz
I'm a big flexer, middle finger to you n***as hating
Catching plays, getting cake, you the n***a caking
Ask what Tr is, you the n***a faking
Going state to state with slides, n***a, what you taking?
You a demon, oh shit, girl, I'm finna nut
My white bitch wanna know if I could punch a butt
She ain't down to do the team then she out of luck
N***as want beef but be dodging like a fucking truck
[Verse 3: StanWill]
Hmm, fee-fi-fo, I'm Balenci stepping
Ten ball on me with a dime, my bitch impressive
Ride around like the task force, we got fifty weapons
I done came Yeezys on a bitch, my kicks reflective
Cooking up with that, feel like Guy Fieri
Bitch thought I had leggings on, they was Mike Amiris
Is that a broke bitch? I don't like 'em near me
I just loaded up, finna punch like I'm Tyson Fury
Told [?] punch me in
AP'd off a uppercut, finna punch again
I just paid three slips for lunch again
Skrrt-skrrting in a Lamb' truck, I'm like fuck a Benz

[Verse 4: TrDee]
Ayy, Stan, I got a play, bro, let's get it in
I was sliding just like hockey, I ain't need a PIN
I was talking to the lord like I ain't wanna sin
But the shit gon' pay the bills, man, I gotta win

[Verse 5: StanWill]
Boy, don't knuckle up, I bought a AR
Mister Smith on my fake ID, I ain't JR
Bitch, keep yo clothes on, I just want the face card
If we get caught with that, shh, it ain't ours
[Chorus: BabyTron]
Aw shit, I could come through, talk shit, walk drip
Took a loss once but I'm never off, bitch
All bricks, turn 'em in, now just watch me ball, bitch
I'm the chosen one, I ain't lying, that's the fucking truth
Took a lil' jump off the porch, now I jump in coupes
Fell off, bounce back, I'm a bungee jumper, dude
High as hell, got the munchies, yeah, I'm finna punch some food