[Intro: YN Jay]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Ahh

[Verse 1: YN Jay]
Two lines of purple, the Wock', mix it with the Tris
I'ma drop the yeah in the yeah, mix it with my wrist
I don't like skinny hoes, all my bitches thick
Group of bitches in the Coochie House, I forget to pick
I just left my bitch where she stand, I forget my bitch
I been hittin' all new bitches, I forget my list
How the fuck you pull up with no gun? You forget your stick
Thick bitch got on hoop shorts, I forget she thick
Mad as fuck I just fell asleep, I forget I'm— ahh
Damn, I forget I'm rich
All these bad hoes, I can close my eyes and pick a bitch
Ayy, I got LDG with me, that's my blood family
Oh, you see that trap house slap? That's my cuz bandy
Oh, you bought some weed from auntie? That's my cuz granny
You don't know Coochiе Man papi? That's my blood daddy

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
Ayy, I'm a real street n***a, I eat ramen noodlеs
N***a, you ain't got no dog, that's your granny poodle
When I'm hangin' in the projects, I hang with Scooter
Hit his block with that boom, he thought I had a bazooka
My white boy head fucked up, he a school shooter
I just learned how to crack a jugg on an Apple computer
These rap n***as do whatever for some fuckin' viewers
I just bought the same fuckin' shoes, but they brand newer
Oh, they can't find that one n***a? Throw him in the sewer
N***a better not bring his girl around me, 'cause I'm tryna screw her
I'm the king around this bitch, but I ain't Luther
Bitch, I know you went to the club, bitch, I ain't stupid
I am not tryna fall in love, bitch, I ain't Cupid
Hoop shorts on off the J's, but I ain't hoopin'
Weed stank up in this bitch like, "Who the fuck pooted?"
When I'm with the Coochie Man, I tell a ho, "Let's do it"
I got a room for the free 'cause she like my music
The plug said if he front me P's, n***a, you better move it
I really fuck with this one thot 'cause she the coolest
Hah