[Intro]
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)

[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
Glah, he wanna taser, he left me in shock (damn)
Like why wouldn't you tote on a knock
If that bitch on my dick, then she settin' a drop (Glah, glah, boom)
So you better be cautious of thots (thots, damn)
I cannot come if she want me to see her
You tried to diss, he got sent to the reaper (Reaper, what?)
Like a slender, the way that I creep up (Creep up)
She ain't no rapper then she gettin- (Glah, glah, boom)

[Verse 2: TaTa]
EBK 41, they goin' follow the leader (bitch)
Hoodie on, and creep up like a reaper
Hе tried to play and got popped with no metеr (bitch)
Bullets hit him, give that boy a seizure
Ima call him shifty with the rock
Dummy boy thinkin' we 'bout to box (damn)
Like why wouldn't you tote on the knocks
And my bitch is a baddie, she settin' the drop, bitch

[Verse 3: Jenn Carter]
All on my dick, boy was runnin' like Hillary (Glah, glah)
Opp in the sky like the Statue of Liberty (glah-glah, boom)
I can't run with this heavy artillery
It's a new boy tryna diss, is you shittin' me?
I come pull up and clean the vicinity (glah-glah, boom)
[?] don't make the bullets deliveries (bullets deliveries, like)
Oh, he thought he was lit on the gram (Glah-glah)
Homie do not forget I'm a foolish like [?] (Baow)
[Verse 4: TaTa, Jenn Carter]
Everyday I'm just hearin' 'em diss (Carter, Dickhead)
N***as keep talkin', like "Is you shittin' me" (boom, boom, yeah)
Boy, that n***a not tough, he a bitch (on bro)
I can see why he beat on his bitch (beat on his bitch)
He with that bitch, he gon' die with the bitch (glah, glah)
He was tough, now he dead in a ditch (Like, damn)
Like Osama, I'm takin' that risk
We gon' aim for his head and make him do a flip (Notti)
Totin' the knocker, I'm doin' it properly
No roller coaster, then shorty is ridin' me (boom, boom, boom)
Need my money don't play with economy (Yes)
All on my dick, man these n***as be kind to me (like, damn)
He not a demon, that shit be mythology (on bro)
I love green, now they talkin' on broccoli (like, damn)
After I nut, she gon' walk away wobbly (Glah, glah)
N***as my sons, they owe me an apology (glrt, glrt, yeah)

[Verse 5: Jenn Carter]
Get to the money like it was monopoly
Now that I'm up do not tell me you proud of me (Glah-glah, boom)
I'm a star, I ain't talkin' astrology
This one for all the n***as who doubted me (like)
Like, I be busy, travelin' to banks (glah-glah, boom)
Dummy boy, how you spinnin' a tank (like, damn)
And you know I can't be there for stank
Like all these opps got me throwin' the racks
And he told me spin back, okay
.40 gon' clap, both ways (both ways, what?)
Move tact', don't play (don't play, damn)
I'm in a renty, we spin broad day (spin broad day, like)
Two knocks, beam on each (like what?)
I got a baddie, she all in my sheets (damn)
Say you know Ima tweak on a beat (Glah-glah, glah-glah)
And I cannot be messin' with none of you skitches
[Verse 6: TaTa, Jenn Carter]
Lonely n***a from rags to riches (Like, damn)
Now a n***a like bags of bitches (glah-glah, boom)
Fuck a bitch, I'm in love with by blick (glah-glah)
He got hit in the face with the choppa he need stitches
All in the trench tryna find me a - (Find me a what?)
No referee, but I bet you I blow (Like glah)
How you say you smokin' my deads
And I don't got no deads, that n***a gotta go (on bro)
Life in the spot and they all screamin "yes" (Yes, yeah)
She in the spot screamin' "Everything deady" (everything deady)
Mr. Everything Deady, I'm ready n***a (Glah)
I can't lack, I'm walkin' round with Becky (With what?)
Only been 5 months, now I'm rich (like, damn)
Handy Mandy, that boy gettin' fixed
Dummy boy, he got turnt to a lick (damn)
And I'm smokin' that boy who got shot in his shit