(Verse 1: TreyRaq)
Hi my name Trey, i don't like nobody
She want a lil baby, im not 4 pockets
She want a new body, she want me to buy it
She want a bugatti, she can't even drive it
Hop in a benz and we poppin’ like molly
Bitch i got them bands, i feel like Armani
Out speedin’ the jakes while i'm in a Audi
She pull on my pants lil’ shawty so naughty
Feenin’ to kill em’ might catch me a body
Feenin’ to spin em’ might catch me a robbery
Bunch of bitches and they off of narcotics
Run me your shit or its gon’ be a homi
She ridin’ that dick, she gettin on top of me
Go get your bitch she wanted to top me
She suckin’ this dick she giving me sloppy
Run in yo’ block and i bust wit that glocky
Illuminati
Fuckin’ on thotties
Im wearin cartiers
Runnin’ this bitch, im not stoppin’ here
Hold on lil’ n***a i’ll stop it here

(Verse 3: 6lime)
I walk with a choppa
I shoot at his partner
He gone need a doctor
.30 no curry
We fucked in Missouri
My hands really dirty
From carrying this Glock
Got the rap game on lock
Got two Glocks no pac
Not talking about bball but you finna get shot
You talk about bitches but dont got a lot
Lets talking about money my pockets gone rot
No nba youngboy but i got a green dot
Call me chef curry cause I put these feens in a pot yeah
No Yeat but we skirt off tha lot
She want her some chicken told her eat on my cock
You blowing my dms you finna get blocked
If you don’t fuck with me don’t care cause my city gone rock yeah
Dont stop and I can never fuck with no lame ass n***a
Bust down on my belt it’s the BB simon
That n***a a brick he related to simmons
Treyraq and armani them n***as be drilling