[Intro]
Ayy, yeah
(Swi-Swishrr beats)
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Whole lotta racks, seen this bitch get fest
Five hunnid dollar, Chrome Heart on my neck
Tell him, "Speak up", I ain't hear what he said
I'm with my slime and he tote twin TEC's
N***a want war, said "Okay, bet"
Yeah, slidin', I'm comin' correct
I just been thuggin', this bih' want sex
Huh, fifty on rocks, what's next? (Huh)
Oh, you want Ruth Chris? Huh
Fifty on wrist, that's cool, kid (Yeah), huh
N***a just like Nike "let do this", huh
Play with them racks, you stupid, huh
Fell in love with my drip, no cupid, huh
Gang still smoke out the QP
True jeans, right on my ass, how true this? (Huh)
Cops on my ass, don't lose me

[Verse 2]
Huh
I'm with my demons, n***a that's 666, n***a yo whole crew bitch
Walk in Neimans, spent ya whole check on drip
Last n***a pushеd, got spinned
I'ma playmaker
Twin gon' setup thе pick, make sure I get the assist
He a full hater
N***a might fly to New York, ballin' so hard like a Knick
Huh, roll a spliff, I need the fronto
When them racks came, I need it pronto
She give the best brain, straight to her tonsil
My "M" for "M's", y'all "M" for "McDonalds" (Huh)
Hey, pull up and gon' shoot in a formal
Backdoor, left that shit paranormal
Cutthroat, I'm in this bih' with a sword
He want gun smoke, we put that boy on the board
Pack him, he got no face anymore
Known to send bitch n***as up to the Lord
Pack him, now that boy facin' the floor
.45's, goin' through Honda Accords
Put the Perc' in my drank, 'cause it feel right
Put the Glock to his pack, he got kill time
Treat the bitch like a dog, but she still mine
Fake ass drip, but we sippin' on real line
[?]
2.23s, this shit sound like a drum line (Huh)
That bitch in love with my punchline (Ugh)
I'm tryna shoot when it's crunch time (Boop, boop, boop)
[Verse 3]
This a canon event for that bitch, she ain't fuck with nobody like 6
B-B-Been tryna look for the opps, but they hidin' like shit
Pop a Perc', outta body like shit
[?]
I couldn't fuck with that ho, 'cause she sloppy like shit, but she top me so sloppy like shit
I drive the new foreign car out the parking lot, bitch, I'm just tryna see how high it can get (Huh)
I got some fuck n***as mad, 'cause I been in my bag and I'm poppin' my shit
Fifty ball on his head, I do my shmoney dance, I walk around like I'm Bobby and shit
Said they don't fuck with me, really they be some fans, play my song got them head bobbin' and shit

[Outro]
Bitch
Ha, ha, bitch (Skrr)
Fah, fah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go (Skrr)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go