[Intro]
(Ear Drummers)

[Verse 1: Amayajane]
They be on my page, been watchin' like what she on next?
I know this bitch from Texas love who love me just off of one text
I ain't never been the type to fall in love just off of the neck
These hoes be sellin' dreams, I know you fakin' just like the rest
Since 2017, I been alone, everything to the neck
'Member they was sleepin', now they sayin' that I'm up next
They love when you down bad, they hurt you, feel like they up one
I'm really missin' screws like my daddy, feel like I'm too gone
I upped the score, [?], hustled too long
You can never get a hold of me, and I got two phones
These bitches want my spot in the show, just lied and so wrong
It get lonely at the top, I know, it just feels so calm
Really 'bout my business like my daddy, I'm workin' OT
This bitch takin' notes on my Insta', now she think she me
Hm, we tappin' in for a feature and now he think it's free
Talkin' 'bout a budget, can't get shit with OZ
I don't beef over hoes
Within a month, that bitch'll be free
Bitch is fabricated, she really thought that she could be me
Christian Louboutins for my baby just for bein' me
Her pussy not even worth MK, you get a Baja freeze
Talkin' 'bout some money you ain't got, better get on your knees
I'm gon' say a prayer like, "God, get her some money, please"
I ain't never been a hater, I'm eatin' so we all gon' eat
Hate that it's my time, shittin' on 'em with so much ease
J raise up the tombie in an instant when I say it's green
No mercy on that bitch, I'm sayin' he gotta beg and plead
Put that on the bro, who need a bitch when I'm chasin' cheese?
Put up so much money, now they think I'm really scammin' G's
[Verse 2: Duffy]
It's gon' have 'em mad at me
Duffel bag LV, this outfit a masterpiece
I just poured an awful lot of lean, this shit ain't cheap
Keep it on me, I done seen too many tragedies
Shit, she love it here, she said she wanna come with me
I be callin' plays, they tryna figure out my strategies
Thirty clip pokin', plus a loaf up in my skinny jeans
Shit ain't sweet, shit, I'm everything that he pretend to be
Took a n***a piece, he better charge it to the game
I'm a trophy, bae, you wanna fuck with me, then keep it player
Told him gamble with your life and we'll turn this bitch to Vegas
If you love me, baby, set this play for me

[Verse 3: Blue Pesos]
Her ex a certified lame, she wanna set the play for me
Told him, "Dance like a stripper" or we gon' call up Rae Sremmurd
Shiesty on, let's do it right, I got another case pendin'
Blowin' cash and totin' straps, that is not your life, n***a
Sneaky threats, he gon' pay the price for it
Any n***a think he tough, knock him off his high horse
Lot of mud in the freezer, we keep pourin' pints of it
Too many thugs in the buildin', bitch, this not the place for you
Them guns just for show, all you wanna do is post 'em
Damn, bro, ayy, what happened? I don't know, I'm playin' dumb
I be quarterbackin' shit and I don't need no play book
He thought he had the pass, the next day, he got shook