[Intro: rodneyy & xaviersobased]
Damn, y'all n***as so lame (Yeah)
I've really been lovin' with your fuckin' bae
If you run up on me, you get hit with the K (Yeah, yeah)
He talkin', he talk—
In that big Benz, shot up in that big Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Big bands—
—race at P2's Intimidated, I learned some valuable insight regarding the SSS Psychy: (Northcut)
"Don't just win, destroy" (ninetyniiine)
"Don't just outride your opponent, smack the silly out the side of the head"

[Verse 1: xaviersobased]
Yeah, runnin' through Barbados
Yeah, I'm with your shawty, she said she wanna try anal
This n***a said he wanna feat, but he gotta pay those
He said, "Go outside," yeah, he called me an a-hole

[Verse 2: rodneyy]
With your bae, and she doin' what I say so
I'm with Xav', and we pourin' in the Faygo (In the Faygo)
Yeah, we might talk, but it's day-to-day, ho (Uh, uh)
Rollin', xanax, buss, smoking, I can't see the day, ho

[Verse 3: xaviersobased & rodneyy]
I'm with rodneyy, yeah, and he pourin' in the Faygo
Hundred rounds, so my homie gon' have to lay low
Leave a n***a paralyzed, like a Lego
I'ma have to flip a n***a like a Eggo (Yeah)
[Verse 4: rodneyy]
I pour fours up in my drink, I'm so tint, can't even see (Yeah, yeah)
Don't know why she keeps staring, but if she let me in her jeans (Let me in, I'm—)
Shootin' like I'm Steph' Curry, but I got more O's than [?]
Yeah, that's like thirty on my piece, Vivienne Westwood for my feet (Nah, nah)

[Bridge: xaviersobased & rodneyy]
These n***as get a couple fans and get a ego
I'm up next, yeah, even he and she knows
She popped a bean-o, we was listenin' to [?]
Hella tooties, shoutout to my n***a [?] (Eugh)

[Verse 5: rodneyy]
Damn, y'all n***as so lame (Yeah)
I've really been lovin' with your fuckin' bae
If you run up on me, you get hit with the K (Yeah, yeah)
He talkin', he talkin', he not really walkin'
I'm finna murk a n***a, teeth at the pave', uh, uh
Pavement, uh, you know what I'm sayin'
What I gotta do to show y'all? I ain't playin'
She my biggest fan, yeah, she gon' stand (Yeah)
Pull up in the Benz, I feel like Diego, uh, uppin' it (Yeah, yeah)
And my coupe orange like it got a tint (Uh-huh)
She not fine, two out of ten
That's your man, I ain't just been
Coupe all white, lookin' like lint, yeah (Like some lint, n***a)
[Verse 6: xaviersobased & rodneyy]
Why you active? Pussy n***a trappin' (Uh, uh)
Ashed him, pull up, and I ashed him
In that big Benz, shot up in that big Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Big bands, yeah, I'm countin' big bands (Yeah, them bands)
Mix-match, we just shot a mix-match (Uh)
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
Hoes, get that, bands, get that
Hoes, get that, bands, get that

[Outro]
(Okay, people, there was quite the race over on P3's Gravitude earlier today
Edge-of-your-seat excitement, some truly epic riding, and a surprising amount of fisticuffs
Well, I'm not surprised they would scrap—)