[Intro: Jenn Carter]
(KayArchon)
Graah

[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
Know the opps, they gon' put this on replay (Glah-glah-glah, what?), spinnin' and spinnin' like we in a relay (Damn)
He try to punch he got put in a blunt and the beam got a scope, so now he got a tummy tuck
He not a leprechaun, he outta luck
Tell that dummy n***a get his coins up (Glah-glah, boom, bitch)
He on the bench, he gotta gotta get his points up (Glah-glah, boom, bitch)
He try to diss, het got sent to his owner (Goddamn)
I'm a demon, 41 top shotta (Glah-glah), walk in the spot, they address me as Carter (Carter)
No partition, ain't talkin' Beyoncé, different position, this strap is so grande (It's Carter, dickhead)
Bullets singin' like thеy are Rihanna, if you lack, that's a problem (Glah-glah-glah)
Ain't no math, we gon' rob him, strap in a baddiе, she think I'm her father (Bitch)
Free LoCo, know brodie a demon, like I woke up and I couldn't believe it
Said the money gon' come in a sequence, glah, it gon' come in a sequence (Glah-glah)
Dee said, "Ain't no bendin' through Chester", they on the block, you can tell that we next up (Next up)
He got popped, her was bein' a wrestler
Like I'm a tutor, I'll teach 'em a lesson

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
She-she around me, you know she a 10 (Thottie)
Brown skin, we always textin' on IG (IG)
She mad tall, wanna be just like me (Like me)
Forty-one shots, so don't play with the wifey (Wifey)
Like, damn, let's fall in love, I-I get paid to go [?] (Like, damn)
You a queen, know nobody can come close to you
I just wanna show you 'cause I'm 'possed to
In the spot, she to bougie (Bougie)
She be lookin' too cute in the thirty-eight
Two-two some, I wanna do some
Pout out the D'USSÉ, we start doin' dirty shit (Dirty)
And I cannot fuck with a dirty bitch, that bitch a bum, I can tell by the wig
Like, I might slide with a .9 or a .6
He tried to throw, he got lit like a cig'
Like it's a party, pass me the drink, like, she wanna fuck 'cause I'm big
Top two, not two, said, "I got to" (Got to)
You don't got me like I got you (Got you)
Shoot by myself, I don't got goons
I-I don't really talk, but this Glock do
Oh, he keep talkin' on bro, so we met him
I'm off of a thirty, I'm [?]
[Verse 3: Jenn Carter]
He tried to run, I know KR gon' get 'em
Like a sharpener, the bullets gon' shed 'em (Glah-glah-glah)
Like, metro, I'm steady boomin'
Like a needle, I shoot through the denim (Glah-glah-glah)
Like Dory, bullet's gon' wet him
On the court and I'm playin' as center
Feel like Curry, the way that I'm shootin', he got a gun, he don't know what to do with it
Bullets is scorchin', they makin' 'em melt
Why the keepin' my name in discussion?
She heard I'm a rapper, so she get to rumpin', call up D Billy, that boy get to dumpin'
If I flock, it's a movie, off the Henny, she turn to a groupie (Glah-glah-glah)
They like, "Jenny be movin' so moody and shorty a demon, so they cannot stop her" (Glah-glah-glah)
If brodie throw five, I'ma times it by two, that's why bitches gon' rate me a ten
Cdot the demon, he flock out the Benz and these bitches is geekin' wanna party wit' Jenn
Fuck around and get popped, potion
Head of the rappin' and they said that I'm chosen
I won't stop 'til my wrist is on frozen, I'm on the top like the metal is golden
Walk in the spot and these bitches are chokin', make it hot like the AC is broken
Feel like Lil Baby, I'm scarred with emotions, but Durkio blitz said, "That backdoor is open"
So no, I cannot stop for a moment, everyone fiendin' to eat in the kitchen
Off the za' and this shit is so potent, Tata be uppin', you know that he itchin'