[Verse: 2hollis]
Are you serious?
Me and my counts we furious
Bro your shit is so trash, that's on period
I ain't fucking hearing it
Okay jump on the jet and I'm clearing it
Play that bitch off like a clarinet
My bitch [?] like a cigarette
All my bitches they soviet
OSX we so sex
Everybody so fake, they ass
Money stuffed in my pockets, I don't give a fuck, fuck yo bag
Fuck these other shits, shits expensive for no reason
Other shoes they fucked up, Margielas on, I'm gonna crease them

[Verse: Ain]
Uh, yeah fuck thеse bitches, I cannot fuck with thesе hoes
Fuck the scene too, that shit wack
I just been smoking on the motherfucking pack
Yeah
Tic tac toe, XO XO
That bitch just be off the XO
Stomping on they fucking necks hoe
They can't take no fucking breath bro
Jump off the beat, and I jump on my back
I pull up [?], then I'm smoking a fag
Popping off, I need my motherfucking bag
[?]
Need a scene, my shaman aced up, that shit got me fucked up
I'm with Hollis right now, we the shit they wanna be, yeah