(Intro)

She finna (gimmie head)
She finna (gimmie head)
She finna (gimmie head)
She finna (gimmie head)
Ay

Verse I (Jai)

She gon' give me head, I don't gotta ask
Dark skin, straight from Georgia
That's a whole lotta ass

I be putting you n***as on, yeah
That's a whole lotta class
Stuck up in my room, counting funds
That's a whole lotta math

I can't have no competition, bitch
I'm the top of my draft
Shorty how you getting mad at me
We on different paths

I be speeding in the Cat'
I'm on the road, I'll be right back
Middle name Jenga, cause I stack
She stuck on me likе I'm crack
Verse II (x$ept)

Okay, yuh
Bad bitch, and shе wan' (gimme head)
No Carti but we leave a Whole Lotta Red
I'm fucking this bitch with my gun on the bed
That n***a a pussy, a snake, a fed
My name in his mouth he gon' lay, dead
I'm evil for real, Satan
Oh he tryna diss, say when

Okay, yuh
My n***a for real, bitch we never lackin'
I came from the plays, they be pistol packin'
I got your hoe, finna beat her back in
I'm ballin' on n***as, ain't talkin' about baskets
If I pass, he gon' shoot, I feel like I'm Maverick
My n***a be crazy, he got automatics
This shit way too easy, it feel automatic

Verse III (Jai)

Ay, ay

Even if I had a vegan opp, no he can't dodge the beef
Free smoke, even in Miami you can't dodge the heat
The 808s was kickin' so damn hard it blew him out his cleats
Every day I feel like Santa Claus, cause she on top of me
I be taxin' n***as for a feature, they call me Monopoly
Do I look like Simon Says? Cause why the fuck you copying me
Ugly hoes don't talk to me
You can't do matching crocks with me
You soft, you can't box with me
Lame n***as don't walk with me