[Intro: Zdiorx]
Turn it up
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Hold up, Wop, you made this?
Its a Litty Benji party
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Litty Benji]
Pull up to the party and raise up a toast
Reaching my goals and you boys goin' Ghost
They pay in advance 'cause they likin' my flow
Doin' my dance, go hit you with the woah

[Chorus: Litty Benji]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah

[Verse 1: Zdiorx]
Woah, woah, woah, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumpin' on stage at the show (Show)
This is my year, 'bout to blow (Blow)
At the photoshoot like "Pose" (Pose)
I'm about savin' these souls (souls)
Pastor said "Reap what you sow"
Drippin' right down to my toes (Drip)
Im with team Litty for sure
I know some homies
That ride wit' a stick
Mess with the clique
Get hit with a script
This all in one take
It's straight off the rip
Quarantine clean
I look likе a mint, woah, woah, yeah
You cannot stop my shine (Yeah)
This is my timе, I'm in my prime, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Me and my God and a mic
No candles on me, but I'm shinin' a light (Talk to 'em)
I feel like Jordan, take flight
I run up the score and I'm doin' what's right, ayy (Sheesh)
I don't condone the fights
But me and team Litty, we pull up on sight, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Litty Benji]
Pull up to the party and raise up a toast
Reaching my goals and you boys goin' Ghost
They pay in advance 'cause they likin' my flow
Doin' my dance, go hit you with the woah

[Chorus: Litty Benji]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah

[Verse 2: Raw-B]
Woah
I'm doin' my dance like I'm M.J.​ (Shoot)
I'm twenty-three like I'm M.J​.​ (Swish)
In other words, I been great (Yeah)
Sick on the beat like corona (Sick)
Cut they heads off of the cobras (Shoot)
Y'all meet the minimum quota (Yeah)
I go beyond with Jehovah (Zoom)
I might go viral on camera (Ayo)
You goin' viral with scandalous (You do)
I'm hella high with no cannabis
Let 'em know I feel so fabulous, even with bandages
Came up with savages
Never late to any practices
Some of my frenemies cancerous
Cut 'em off, now I be balancin' (Come on)
Woah, woah
You out of your mind if you countin' me out
Bro got the gate when I wasn't allowed
You gettin' tired from chasing the clout
I'm got a mile, impressin' the scouts (Yeah)
I'm doin' me, I don't follow the crowd (Uh, uh)
Turn up that joint it's about to get loud (Wait)
Me and the homies be gettin' too wild
Oh, sheesh!
[Pre-Chorus: Litty Benji]
Pull up to the party and raise up a toast
Reaching my goals and you boys goin' Ghost
They pay in advance 'cause they likin' my flow
Doin' my dance, go hit you with the woah

[Chorus: Litty Benji]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah