[Verse 1]
Put a lil' bitch in VETMENTS, she don't know how to act no more (Gang)
I done boarded this plane too many damn times, feel like I'm back on tour
Carry n***as, my back so sore (Gang)
My lil' ho got ass on her (Skrrt, skrrt)
She don't even run track no more (Boop, boop)
I just want that fast car
I been poppin' my shit, honestly I'm these rap n***a pop's, ain't no beef, like it's backyard
New SRT, like a NASCAR
Bitch wanna link up, but she mad far
Hold it down, know I get the team right
New Gucci glasses, so a n***a see right
I don't tote no Glock, n***a this a P9'
Put that Glock on him, now his V-line
I'm in the trap, had to make a B-line
Got sons, n***a, like I'm T.I
Big blunts, n***a, call it "tree time"
Kick that ho out, 'cause I need some me time
Hunnid round, leave that n***a knee high
New Asian ho, talkin' 'bout some "Ni hao"
Too up, n***as tryna put me down
N***as couldn't fuck with me on the rebounds (Skrrt)
Huh, I'm in my prime right now
Huh, lil' brudda hit the play for me, if he get locked up, I'ma bond right out
Hey, ain't no librarian, if he get too loud, I'ma have make him sign right out
Geeked up, drugs on my mind right now (Let do it)
I'm with my slime right now
Huh, [?]
Too geeked up in the spot, now I'm wheezin'
New red fur, in this fox, I'm a demon
Broke ass n***a, his pockets Anemic
Freak ho, I'm locked in with her cleavage
Leave her ass, just like LeBron did to Cleveland
Man, I'm too turnt up for a remix
Fuck ya lil' clout, man, that n***a can keep it
Bitch, G-O-A-T, and I mean it
Fucked the rap n***a bitch, 'cause he gave me a reason (Huh)
Freak ho, gettin' on top, like some season (Let go)
It's a whole lotta red 'cause my cup really bleedin'
Dropped outta class, I ain't into the readin'
Bitch, richer than all of the teachers
Capped out, n***a got so many beatings
Backed out bands, I don't know when to heat it
[Bridge]
(Go, lil' ho, yeah)
(Bankroll still look like a motherfuckin' yacht, stand my money long, yeah)
(Yeah, slatt, bop)

[Verse 2]
Ha, this shit get realer than rap
Fuck these boys, and they streams, I ain't into reactions, my n***as realer than that
How the fuck you was hatin'? But now l'm they captions, all I could do was just laugh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I'm back in that mode, lil' n***a play wrong, he end up on the floor (Damn, gang)
I fucked too many hoes, I don't need none of them, get to bootin' and go (Damn)
I don't even gotta aim, I just shoot and reload
Leave a hole in his face, the same size as a donut
D-D-Don't gotta say much, this ho in my face 'cause she see the success and she fuck with the motion
I'm in that fuckin' Audi body ravin', and this shit rack warrants, we goin' to Florida
I-I-I'm in the spot with a Louis V' backpack, tryna find my way out, and I'm feelin' like Dora
Hop out that car, and you, you could get clapped at
Shit sendin' school 'cause the fill was informed
And that bitch, she a real deal whore, tryna gaggle my dick, she ain't have nun' to decorn (Fah)
In that motherfuckin' 4x4 (Gang, bitch)

[Outro]
Gang