[Intro - YouTube Version]
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
I've been ridin' dude dick like my John Deer
And I'm the gayest in the room like I'm Travis Scott
And I ain't messin' with a dude unless he got a greasy cock aye
One stroke, one pump up to my face
Had me choked up, cum all over the place
AV got that drip and you don't want the smoke
I keep that motherfucking iron on me like an artichoke
Cynara cardunculus, man you fuckers ridunculus
Me and AV be flexin', we messin with fuckin' guns n' shit
Fuckers in school telling me, always in thе barber shop
"Chief Keef ain't 'bout this, Chief Keef ain't 'bout that"
My boy a BD on fucking Lamron and thеm
He, he, they say that, don't be putting in no work
Shut the fuck up, y'all don't know shit
All y'all motherfuckers talkin' about
"Chief Keef ain't no hitter, Chief Keef ain't this, Chief Keef a fake"
Shut the fuck up!

[Verse 1]
All y'all bitches got me fucked up
Keepin my dick tucked
When I walk in the gay club like, wow
I'm sniffing stranger undies
Sex with dudes is kinda funny
Nah, I'm just kidding though
If we talkin' about my penis
Oh yeah, its miniscule
I'll see you in a minute though
My brains full of bullet holes, filled up with fentanyl
Aunt Jemima's got big fat titties
Shake them bitches, put syrup in me
Uncle Ben, I ain't forget about you
Get back on that bag and fucking end me
Just grab my ass and fucking drill me
It's minute rice but I'll cum in fifteen seconds
Stuck in heaven with Uncle Ben and all his brethren
[Bridge]
Pants are made Designer
Laidback in my recliner
Yeah, your boyfriend's hot and all
But my homies is finer
I be beating on my wiener
Nuttin' in his keister
Suckin' on his peeper
Yeah, homie a keeper

[Verse 2]
I know y'all ain't got no plans for me
So go ahead Pack and just stand for me
Oh, you can't because you're missin' a leg
And you cry every night that you're going to bed
Hey Larry, why they call you Larrycroft?
That's cool, I heard you gotta hairy cock
That's true Big T, wait let me stop
Wait better not, album filled with opps
Like Tanner, fatty, here's Nick's addy, f—
I feel like Tay-K, I've been on a race
Draggin' dead group members all across the state
And I've been the realest, never been a fake
Wait, guys who am I? I leaked Isaac's face
I weigh 300 pounds, full dinner plate
Yumi hogs all the loud, hmph, pouty face
[Verse 3]
Jogging down the stairs is like running track
Rolling up the group, smokin' Isaac pack
Hmm, blur my face, what the fuck is that?
It's 2022, face reveals are whack
Look what happened to Dream, you wanna follow that?
Is that your big bro, you wanna swallow that?
I wanna swallow him, I wanna swallow you
I fucked all of y'all, right in ya ass
AV with that drip, hoe