[Intro: DJ Drama, C Stunna & Luh Tyler]
Let's get to work
We the type of shooters that don't do no homework (Stunna, n***a, yeah)
Still get straight A's (N***a)
I'm with Stunna in this bitch, n***a
No pad, no pen (For sure)
Every time, we takin' dubs, n***a know we finna win (We finna win)
Hop in the booth straight off the head, I don't need no pad or pen (No pad or pen)
How this n***a hatin' on me? He ain't even gon' touch a ten
With my n***a Stunna, slidin' in that coupe, we in FN (Gangsta Grizzillz)
DJ Drama
Stunna, n***a, yeah
Shout to Luh Tyler
N***a, ayy (C Stunna)
I'm with Stunna in this bitch, n***a (Still Stuntin')
For sure

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
Every time, we takin' dubs, n***a know we finna win (We finna win)
Hop in the booth straight off the head, I don't need no pad or pen (No pad or pen)
How this n***a hatin' on me? He ain't even gon' touch a ten (N***a)
With my n***a Stunna, slidin' in that coupe, we in FN (Skrrt)

[Verse 2: C Stunna]
Jit don't ask me what I'm wearin', you can't even afford the cost
Expensive fashion on my flesh, n***a, we used to shop at Ross
Runnin' through that field with that stick like I play lacrosse
Girl, you look good up in that dress, I'm tryna see you when it's off
[Verse 3: Luh Tyler]
Your lil' bitch, she gon' get nasty, n***a, she a freaky ho, yeah
We don't do no cuffin' n***a, pass her to the bros (Yeah, for sure)
N***as, they be hatin', but really be fans on the low (What?)
Tell 'em I ain't pullin' up if it ain't bands for the show (On gang)

[Verse 4: C Stunna]
Real gleecer, I ain't never touched no white just like I'm racist
Man, this girl been beggin' to see me, ho, your mama ain't teach you patience?
Gettin' rich up off these bars, got 'em fucked up off the cadence
Fuck YouTube, we smashin', passin' hoes on daily basis

[Verse 5: Luh Tyler]
Yeah, ayy, n***a, we do this on the daily
Yeah, if you want somethin' from me, bitch, you know you gotta pay me (You gotta pay me)
N***a, I won't put my trust inside a ho, won't let her play me (Won't let her play me)
Yeah, when I step, I got four pockets full, but I ain't Baby (But I ain't Baby)

[Verse 6: C Stunna]
Yeah, if Tyler say that play a go, I know that shit a must
Ayy, real shit talkin', this ain't nothin' that you can flush
Yeah, stop askin' who the hottest in this shit, n***a, us
Know n***as spinnin' like CDs, you talk too much, catch a deluxe

[Verse 7: Luh Tyler]
Man, these n***as trippin', better tell them boys don't slip (Yeah)
Bitch, I pull up and I get my chips and then I gotta dip (N***a, what?)
Ayy, we in here with that 'Migos, told your lil' bitch take a sip (Gang)
On the grind, we road runnin', bitch, we takin' trips (We takin' trips, n***a, Dramatic)
[Outro: Luh Tyler & DJ Drama]
Ski (Get with us)