[Intro: Tomorrow]
Ahh, let's get the fuck out of here bruh
Wh-Where the fuck is my car at?
Wh-What do you mean the bitches took it?
What, how is that even?
What the fuck?

[Chorus: Tomorrow]
Low bitch, freak bitch, antique, uh
Dough ditch, we rich, no key, uh
Bitch which, can't pick, on me, uh
Gotta lotta hunnies in the V, skeet skeet, uh
Low bitch, freak bitch, antique, uh
Dough ditch, we rich, no key, uh
Bitch which, can't pick, on me, uh
Gotta lotta hunnies in the V, skeet skeet, uh

[Verse 1: Tomorrow]
You know I gotta lotta bitches they on me (That's cap bitch)
Gotta lotta cars with no key
Your bitch tryna fuck, but I can't guarantee
Lemmie put you on the schedule
I'll see if I'm free
And I'll see if you're me
Are you worthy of my time?
You're likе the sand on the beach (You'rе not)
I'm castin' out a grain just like I throw you to sea
You're like a dirty ass dime, you mean nothing to me (Ding)
Lemmie hop back on this flow, you're just annoying me
Bitch, shut the, fuck, up (Shh)
Shut the fuck up bitch don't talk (Shut up bitch)
Put your eyes down bitch don't stalk (Don't)
Yeah I won't walk
Pull the whole stop
Get your ass popped
When I hate
Turn the stove off
Bitch I go off
Get your hoe off
No I don't bluff
Tell that little hoe he talkin' shit
I'm finna turn his ass into cold cuts
Heh, yeah

[Chorus: Tomorrow]
Low bitch, freak bitch, antique, uh
Dough ditch, we rich, no key, uh
Bitch which, can't pick, on me, uh
Gotta lotta hunnies in the V, skeet skeet, uh
Low bitch, freak bitch, antique, uh
Dough ditch, we rich, no key, uh (No key)
Bitch which, can't pick, on me, uh
Gotta lotta hunnies in the V, skeet skeet, uh

[Verse 2: stixch]
This ain't a demon arc, bitch
Just a hating era
Come fuck with me
And get dealt, I'm the dealer
And keep that fake shit
I got somethin' more realer
And best hide your bitch
Cause if not I'ma steal her
Fuck her to the beat cause I'm feelin' real groovy
Fucked her so good, yeah, we made a movie
All up on my wood, your hoe is a groupie
Sleepin' on these bitches in my house like I'm Snoopy
Time for a brief intermission
Cause I'm chillin' like a villain
Boutta blow up demolition
And I'm getting to the top
That's my primary mission
And you know we never stop
(Nah I'm just playin')

Now, listen when I say
That you better stop hatin'
Cause I'll run up on the block
With my block and start sprayin'
I'll catch you on the street
With your main lil lady
And run up on her like
It's A Train baby

[Chorus: Tomorrow]
Low bitch, freak bitch, antique, uh
Dough ditch, we rich, no key, uh
Bitch which, can't pick, on me, uh
Gotta lotta hunnies in the V, skeet skeet, uh
Low bitch, freak bitch, antique, uh
Dough ditch, we rich, no key, uh (No key)
Bitch which, can't pick, on me, uh (Can't pick)
Gotta lotta hunnies in the V, skeet skeet, uh
[Outro: Tomorrow & stixch]
I don't give a fuck about a bitch, I'ma bleed her
I just wanna know, who took the two-seater?

Where the fuck is that?
Oh, oh shit it's right there, okay
It was in the parking lot the whole fucking time
No, how the fuck am I supposed to see it?
What it-
What do you even mean?
Shut the fuck up
I fucking hate you