[Verse 1: kurtains]
All this silver moving slow
All this shit I undergo
Hope my wallet fucking fold
Keep on asking why I glow
You remind me of this hoe
I Think I aimed it at her nose
Pull the trigger on da foe
Think I did it for some dough

[Verse 2: humpherous]
Lotsa birds catch a case
14 underweight
But you know I'm getting paid
But you wouldn't talk shit
Ya you better pipe down
Together we can blow up
Yea you can see us blow up
Crowd can't hold us
These fakers gone hate us
I dont wanna know
I guess u a fuckin a hoe
So u gotta go
I be chillin smokin dope
Stackin bands on my phone
Copin designer clothes
Sewerbratz thats us wow