[Intro]
Damn J, this you?
Damn J, this you? Ha, yeah
Real ShittyBoy shit and she gon' fuck 'cause the ShittyBoyz lit, but you know that though, yeah
How you gon' ride the wave, but you ain't even learn to surf?
How you gon' ride the wave, but you ain't even learn to surf?
You ain't even learn to surf, ha
Like, how though? Yeah

[Verse]
How you gon' ride the wave, but you ain't even learn to surf? (How?)
Keep me a blick, he threw him a fist and he earned a hearse
Gang and them blowing exotic whenever, they burn the herb (Whew)
Cup full of Julio, I'm in the studio slurring words (Fuck)
If I pull up on your bitch and the kitty, it's guaranteed I get the cat (Skrrt)
Closet by Christian and Virgil and Gucci, my wardrobe be looking like Saks
Turning my opps into Ronald McDonald, I'm painting they face with the MAC
Funny she want me to play with her titty, she know I be playing with racks
Why you be posting with blicks and you don't even shoot nobody? (Why?)
Dog Shit Militia, we shitting and we don't even use no potty (Whew)
You tryna box? I'll put you in one, since you saw Roddy (E-er)
Your bitch elite with the head, pulled up and got blues off sloppy
All of my kicks and my belts be designer, I'm looking like Cobra Kai
Pop out like 007, I'm stealthy with blicky like GoldenEye
They told me life was a gamble, so fuck it, you know I'm gon' roll the dice
Pull up in demons and Wraith's, the gang be looking like Poltergeist
She wanna fuck on a scammer, so I pulled up in a Dodge and rammed her
Everything I do amazing, I think they hate 'cause [?] a standard
Stepping on fire and your baby a dummy, he finna box the hammer
At Benihana, when I get Hibachi, the only time I'm using chops with manners
Pop out on fully on fullies, if you say it's up, then we getting active quick
Bitches ain't shit, I bet you she fucking in gang just 'cause we got faster whips
She saying she finna leave, I told her, "That's cool, it's always a badder bitch"
Out in Miami, I'm tripping with chicken, I'm showing the hoes how the rappers live
Better think twice, you won't think again if this .308 hit your melon
Grab a umbrella if we at the club 'cause we finna rain the section
Shot at your baby, if you slime for him, you catching the same injection
Sliding with sticks, masks, and ice like gang and them playing with Gretzky
Baby, no cap, I'm married to money, I'm telling the bitches you can't arrest me
Real as it get, a hunnid through all situations, could never let fame infect me
Thinking, "Do I wanna bust that bitch down?" and say fuck it, the one with the plain or Presi'?
Counted the fifty by hand and sat back, looking like, "Damn, ain't it sexy?"
[Outro]
Whew, yeah
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on— (Fuck)
Haha, yeah