[Intro: Yung P Dough, EDP445]
I be fuckin' your bitch from the back, ayy
Got your mom, on my sack, as I'm makin' this track
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch, then I nut real fuckin' quick
At five my mom left me out in the ditch, o—
Would you guys consider jacking off to be a sport?
I don't know about you motherfuckers, but I consider that shit to be a sport, okay?
(ShyGuyMadeIt)

[Chorus 1: Yung P Dough]
I be fuckin' your bitch from the back, ayy
Got your mom, on my sack, as I'm makin' this track
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch, then I nut real fuckin' quick
At five my mom left me out in the ditch, o—

[Verse 1: Yung Codfixe]
I be fucking your cousin in the lab, ayy
Got your auntie on my lap and she's making me fap
Now I'm lost in her butt crack, so I whip out my map
And if you say your auntie is a Saint then that's cap
I hit it from the back making her scream like a seagull (Wah!)
Bro, I'm getting seasick from the way that bootie wiggle (Woah)
Breeding your whole family you'd think that it's illеgal (Oh shit)
I'm talking about family so shout out to Vin Diesel

[Verse 2: Lil Bean]
Ok, yeah my monеy look like spinach, this shit green like grass, ayy
I be chillin in my room, your bitch shaking ass, ayy
I can see through all the bullshit, this shit made of glass, yuh
Can’t lecture me ho, sit down you in class
Zooming and speeding, this wock got me leaning
I fuck on your bitch in the evening, huh
Money I’m needing, my dick I be beating
Don’t care if you have any feelings, ho
Fuck it, I need it, new Jordan’s, don’t crease it
I be on the grind like a meathead, yuh
She eating my semen, pull up in a demon
I narrate like I’m Morgan Freeman, yeah
[Chorus 2: Yung P Dough ]
—(bitch, okay, let's go)
I be fuckin' your bitch from the back, ayy
Got your mom, on my sack, as I'm makin' this track
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch, then I nut real fuckin' quick
At five my mom left me out in the ditch, okay let's go (Let's go!)

[Verse 3: Yung P Dough]
That's right I'm fuckin' back, you already know
I got ho's on my dick, and I tell 'em to go slow
'Cause I barely last a minute
Two seconds and I'm finished
Soon enough I'ma feature Yung Spinach
Fuckin' on your ho, then I whip off of my scooter (Off my scooter)
Damn she hot, though I think her daddy cuter (Yeah he is)
I don't fuck bitches, unless they my tutor
Shoot your crib up, like I'm a school shooter
Money be flowing in like a bad period
This ain't no joke, now I'm fuckin' serious
Ho you know that pussy ain't mysterious
Everyone at that bitch like it's a Black Friday

[Chorus: Yung P Dough]
I be fuckin' your bitch from the back, ayy (From the back)
Got your mom, on my sack, as I'm makin' this track
Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch, then I nut real fuckin' quick
At five my mom left me out in the ditch, okay let's go
[Outro: Yung P Dough]
God damn, was this track was fuckin' shit. Okay. Honestly I just stop makin' music