[Chorus: RXSSIANKiD]
Yo bitch keep calling my phone (My phone)
I pick it up and I tell her leave me alone (Leave me alone)
Cuz there’s another thousand bitch tryna call me up (Call me up)
Henny in my cup, I ain’t tryna link up
So you better backup
Bop (Bop)
(Gang)
This blunt in my nose and I’m boutta smoke it up (Gang)
(This blunt in my nose, and I'm boutta smoke it up)

[Verse: RXSSIANKiD]
I be going stupid, I be going dumb
Since a young hoogan I've been young and wild (Young and wild)
You don’t know me I don’t know you
But I’m Ruski it’s nice to meet you (Brrra!)
(Bang)
I ain’t heard from you pussy what you finna do? (What you gonna do?)
I got a bitch with me that you call a boo (Boo)
It’s a disappointment cuz she had the whole crew (She had the whole crew)
And it’s really true (It's really true)
Throw me on a beat and Ima kill it like it’s an opp (It's a opp)
Bitch I got them backwoods to roll yo friends up (Roll yo friends up)
I ain’t worried bout shit, all I worry about bout is the bag
I be tripping I’m a glitch, I be lagging (I be lagging)
40 on me so I ain’t never lacking (I ain't never lacking)
And this choppa get the dumping it ain’t never jamming (It ain't never jamming)
I’m too real with this shit I ain’t never capping
(I ain't never capping.. I'm too real with this shit, I ain't never capping)

[Chorus 2: RXSSIANKiD]
Yo bitch keep calling my phone (My phone)
I pick it up and I tell her leave me alone (Leave me alone)
Cuz there’s another thousand bitch tryna call me up (Call me up)
Henny in my cup I ain’t tryna link up
So you better backup
Bop (Bop)
(Gang)
This blunt in my nose and I’m boutta smoke it up (Gang)
(This blunt in my nose, and I'm boutta smoke it up)
(Yuh)
[Verse 2: RXSSIANKiD]
I’m with the hoogans and you see the spaceship (Oi, oi, oi)
Lil bitch I don’t really care about yo problems (Fuck yo problems)
I don’t give a fuck about yo relationship (I don't give a fuck)
I’m just tryna get some head fuck a friendship (Fuck a friendship)
Glock 40 came with a big thirty (Big thirty)
Got plenty tree but I ain’t passing
So quit asking dummy (Dummy)
All this bank you see the money (Gang)
Ruski pull up in a tank with all my pockets chubby (Pockets chubby)
Looking like a teletubbie in this hoe (In this hoe)
And if I fuck yo bitch in the tummy she gon’ keep it on the low (Keep it on the low)
She for the streets so you can let her go (Bang)
She for the streets so you can let her go, aye
She for the streets so you can let her go (She for the streets)
Aye, yuh
She for the streets so you can let her go