[Intro]
Bitch, I'm getting slow head 'cause the whip fast
Ha-ha, yeah

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm getting slow head 'cause the whip fast
Scrolling through my DMs, every bitch bad
Sprint's most wanted, walking out with six jacks
Tote a big MAG, fuck I look like tryna kick ass?
"Show's over, motherfuckers"
Bro got a four in his two-liter, he don't know Dugg
I just want the head off yo neck, baby, I don't want love
I just drop four on the set, baby, I ain't no bum
If I catch him out, give him smoke, I ain't selling no drugs
Whole gang got cash, she gon' throw a lil' head
Unc' liver 'bout to fail but his cup still red
You was all gassed up, now that pump to yo head
If it's up then you gotta know it's stuck till you dead
Lil' n***a with some big pape'
Five dollar white tee on but my kicks eight
Flying in a UFO, I ain't in spacе
Gotta know the only thing I care about is Ben Franks
Say shе love me? I only love cheese
Two hoes but it's only one me
Two poles but I'm only one deep
I could never be the Wimpy Kid, bitch, I touch cheese
Gang and 'em pouring drank in the Asian pop
Two-five-motherfucking-eight, I been chasing guap
Got his lil' heart broke thinking he gon' save a thot
Pull up with them big bop sticks and he raised the block
I done broke the money counter running through some new pape'
"Buh-len-kuh-na-nas", that's what my shoe say
Real hoes don't exist, every bitch two-faced
Thinking I'm a lick? Hunnid beams to yo toupée
I ain't recognize my ho 'cause she bought a new face
750 got me zipped up in some new BAPE
V12 in the AMG, hogging two lanes
Glock 23'll leave him sick like The Flu Game
Swinging two sticks, nunchuking like I'm Liu Kang
Rich as hell, still mask up, brodie Bruce Wayne
We was shitting way before you n***as ever knew gang
Four sticks in this whip, it's like I'm playing two games
Catch him mean-mugging through his buffs, I'ma shoot frame
Stepping in this bitch got me fucking up my shoe, gang
"GOAT" and "Big Shitter", them my only two names
New bitch head bomb, she my lil' Hussein
Cheating on my bitch, every day I get some new brain
He ain't thinking with his egg? Bake it like some soufflé
How the fuck my whip on Ocean Drive but the roof ain't?
Mister Bell and the Aubrey Graham, I got two Dracs
Four hunnid dollars, all a n***a bought was two steaks
Catch him in and send the club up like it's Tuesday
Let a n***a say it's up with us, that's his doomsday
In the Oven Mitt, it ain't shit to get yo crew baked
If you slide, 7.62s make yo coupe break
I'll punch a opp head in, make his tooth break
Seven hunnid horses, bitch, I'm zooming up the two-way
They be tryna talk like we ain't shitting, n***a, who ain't?