[Intro: jaydes]
—Thirty racks stuffed in a folder
I ain't never seen gay girls fuck to bipolar
Drop blood in my soda, then bend her all over
All over the sofa, I'm chiefin' like Sosa, Trap cult
Trap cult, bitch, you already know, it's Trap—
Ayy, oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-ooh

[Verse 1: jaydes]
You guys the only thing keepin' me goin'
Boofin' on goo pack, young n***a floorin'
Can't even pronounce how a young n***a flowin'
Can't understand where y'all n***as going
Bad yellow bitch on my dick and she blowin'
Yeah, down off the Xan', but she keepin' it goin'
Holding my racks, but she keepin' it though
Suck my dick so good, she say "Wait, I'm goated"
Got LooseLeaf smoke, it keep me goin'
Count my suck up, bitch already knowin'
She got me tight though, almost lost my focus
All these hoes phony, these new n***as posеr
I ain't never seen thirty racks stuffed in a foldеr
I ain't never seen gay girls fuck to bipolar
Drop blood in my soda, then bend her all over
All over the sofa, I'm chiefin' like Sosa, Trap cult
Trap cult, bitch, you already know, it's Trap—
Real trap shit, bitch
[Verse 2: yuke]
I told the bitch, "Leave me alone," 'cause I'm boofin'
Cult in her wrist, yeah, I know she not new to this
Young n***as goin' up, and yuke proving it
N***as mad as fuck, yuke and Yen stay doing shit
I don't give a fuck, n***a, totin' on full clip, yeah, funny fuck n***a
I'll drive by, hit you on your trunk, n***a
I'll drive by, hit you and your slut, n***a
Ayy, I caught him lackin' off the bars, ayy
I was geekin' up on Mars too
You shop at Saks, and Zara too
Touchin real pape', I count up blue
Me and Yen, really stuck to the loot
Stuck to the loot like some motherfuckin' glue
Shoot at the boot, it's snake in my boot
Catch a snake, n***a, all I know is shoot
Shit, what do you think? He don't know what to do
Slide with that chop', and my ho goth too
We don't give a fuck, n***a, we gon' go slide on you
Pull up ten-deep, n***as really hopped out on you
You wanna—, what?

[Outro]
(Finesse cult)