[Chorus]
Blick on me, stick on me, ride through (Swi-Swishrr beats), ride through
Fucking on this bitch, I wasn't even trying to, trying to
I said, "If I shine then we gon' shine too," shine too
Yeah, riding in the Trackhawk, let me swerve
He in the room with some hoes, you get nervous
I'm tryna make sure this shit come out perfect
Call me whenever you can 'cause it's urgent
Wipe his ass down with some fucking detergent
I'm steppin' my rod, these rods is pursuant
Talk to me, let me know why you've been hurting
Or we can just fuck, I'll go close the curtain
Drop me a bag when a n***a ain't get 'em gone
Fuck what they say, no, I still get along
Fuck what they say, but you still got to be strong
Fuck what they say, fuck whatever they be on
It's cold outside, Gen5 keep the heat on
Find you another n***a plate you can eat on
You can't eat off my plate, lil' n***a
I'ma ride with that Drac', lil' n***a
We put shit to the face, lil' n***a
And we don't leave no traces, n***a
It can't be new replacements, n***a
[Football?] on their faces and shit
A risk, I'm taking that shit
These fuck n***as hating and shit
Like, just look all the paper I get
I got n***as mad as a bitch
[Verse]
Yeah, you gotta get your bag, fuck you mad at me for?
I got all this shit on, I'm counting up green like [Cylo?]
I'm on the fifty-fifth floor, they thought I was boxed, man, [Dylo?]
You putting Glo in your song is like putting in a new cheat code

[Chorus]
Blick on me, stick on me, ride through, ride through
Fucking on this bitch, I wasn't even trying to, trying to
I said, "If I shine then we gon' shine too," shine too
Yeah, riding in the Trackhawk, let me swerve
He in the room with some hoes, you get nervous
I'm tryna make sure this shit come out perfect
Call me whenever you can 'cause it's urgent
Wipe his ass down with some fucking detergent
I'm steppin' my rod, these rods is pursuant
Talk to me, let me know why you've been hurting
Or we can just fuck, I'll go close the curtain
Drop me a bag when a n***a ain't get 'em gone
Fuck what they say, no, I still get along
Fuck what they say, but you still got to be strong
Fuck what they say, fuck whatever they be on
It's cold outside, Gen5 keep the heat on
Find you another n***a plate you can eat on
You can't eat off my plate, lil' n***a
I'ma ride with that Drac', lil' n***a
We put shit to the face, lil' n***a
And we don't leave no traces, n***a
It can't be new replacements, n***a
[Football?] on their faces and shit
A risk, I'm taking that shit
These fuck n***as hating and shit
Like, just look all the paper I get
I got n***as mad as a bitch