[Intro: RMC Mike]
(It's a Wayne beat)
Ahh

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Aw shit, Wayne done came with some grease again
2021 wide body, this bitch CPN
I'm tryna fuck, but her kids up, told her sneak me in
You tryna shop, bitch, I got deals, we doin' three for tens
I'm talkin' ten thousand dollars
I know the answer to your equation, take out the problem
Dior store closed on my bitch, now we out the Prada
I just drunk two lines of Wock' and an ounce of water
Twenty-band play on the floor, we out tomorrow
Bitch, I need my dick sucked before you leave out this car
Out of town lookin' for some Wock', but we found some Par
Ten milli' glued to my hip, don't leave out the R
A hundred racks of jewelry on my neck, we some ghetto n***as
A thousand dollar Loubs on my feet, stomp the pedal with it
Her baby daddy broker than a bitch, I'm a better image
I need your bitch to stuff a big bag, it's 'bout seven inches
Three days into the new year, I done fucked seven women
You need your new crib renovated, call Fredrick Willis
I can drink a fuckin' pint a day, I got seven kidneys
Fuck a baby chop, I just hit a n***a block with eleven pistols
Clip so big, I can shoot for 'bout eleven minutes
Dropped thirty shots in the crowd and left several injured
Opps know we got so many guns, they self-surrender
Young n***a made it out the mud, we some ghetto children
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Blowin' a rifle at a n***a car that'll melt his engine
Got a plug out in California that'll mail a pigeon
Middle of the hood tryna fishtail a Bentley
Ten milli' on my hip same color as a penny
People snatched me, I ain't say shit, bitch, I'm Kenny
I ain't lettin' a random n***a wear my kit, I ain't friendly
Three tens and an RP 30, off a 60
I don't dance, but I'll grab the four-five and get jiggy
Bitch, stop blowin' up my phone, I'm kinda busy
Me and Mike tryna do this song while I'm cookin' sizzies
You a rookie when it come to dog food, you still use Rizzy
First time Peezy took me on Flanders, drunk a deuce of Rizzy
Drunk so much Wock' this month, might remove a kidney
I prefer Glocks, but if it get hectic, I'll use a Smitty
My shooter ain't got shit up top, he'll shoot a kiddy
Three Percs and an eight of Wock', I abuse the kitty
This a Redeye Hellcat
I just cut the air with a blunt of Cherry, can you smell that?
I just drunk a two liter by myself, got me feelin' fat
Four pints of Wock' is equivalent to a twelve of Act'
Tried to take my chain and run, twenty bullets hit his back
Shootin' a big-ass rifle with a pulley on the back
N***a, I just put a gram of Cookie in my Black
Lil' bony bitch, but the pussy kind of fat
Yeah, I'm finna hit her raw
Thirty-nine bullets in the car, bullet hit his jaw
I just found an eight of red, now I'm sippin' it
Pussy-ass n***a ain't gon' do shit, he a clitoris
She a squirter, you can tell when you tickle it
I just got sixty-five hundred for a 'bow of snicklefritz
N***as fuckin' with the flow 'cause it's ignorant
Baby Ghost just bought another K, he belligerent
I couldn't find no Wockhardt, now I'm sippin' Tris
Thick bitch with a small waist and some little tits
First time I drunk Act', I remember it
Bought a two-liter cream soda, poured a six in it