[Verse 1: Don Perrion]
I don't really talk that much
Shit, I can't do the most, I'm tryna live it up
Like how the fuck did we get here and we come from the Buc?
Like how the fuck can you suck dick and don't get the nut?
I got bitches all around prayin' I hit them up, huh
I'm with the Coochie Man, we finna tag team a couple sluts
I don't give a fuck what you say, I ain't eatin' butt
Shit, I'd rather take a chance than be in handcuffs
In the 'Vette, top off, we finna race the sun
N***a touch me while I'm ballin', that's an and-one
I know n***as who wanna kill that got they first gun
Shit, I was still with Dee Rich when he was on the run

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Damn
How the fuck you always in some beef, but you don't own a gun?
How the fuck you always act like me? You my only son
N***a tried to flash a dookie knot, but it was only ones
Damn
Threw a party full of bad bitches, it was only fun
Caught my opp slippin' at the— ahh
All of my opps broke as hell, yeah, they only bums, damn
I can make your bitch do some shit, I'm the genie man
Freak bitch left the whole— ahh
Bitch left the doonie room mad, this bitch clingy, man
[Verse 3: Don Perrion]
Yeah, n***a, ayy
My cuddy wide as hell, he done made a killing off the scams
Finally left the spot, but in my feelings 'cause I love the grams
I love private bitches that be havin' low-key OnlyFans
Hit a n***a block and drop fifty, why you do that, man?
Dog shit on me, I know you can smell it through the pants
I don't give a fuck about the fame, n***a, I want bands
Everybody shinin' right now, let's say amen
But if we get locked, I ain't gon' cap, I'm lyin' on the stand

[Verse 4: YN Jay]
Damn
I'm mad as fuck that I walked in the club, I ain't even see no hoes, it was only men
Got a white fan kinda crazy, it was only Stan
When I say I got a n***a popped, it was only cans
Group of bad bitches in my room, it was only fans
Bitch say she wanna make a movie, it was OnlyFans
Lied to a bitch, said we finna shoot a video just to let me fuck, that was OnlyFans
N***a dropped the ball, now it's over, that's his only chance, ayy
(Oh, you talkin' 'bout like that's his only chance, he ain't got— alright)
N***a in the titty bar, tip a bitch five dollars, that's your only dance
N***a act like he was my motherfuckin' brother, we was only friends

[Outro: YN Jay]
You hear?— alright
That's my— alright
That's the Coochie Man sound— alright
Yeah