[Verse 1: Fooly Paris]
Uh, that hoe stay tryna do me
Hands on that pussy, that monkey, that gucci
Better choose up on the fooly or lose me
Your bitch on my dick with her hands on her boobies
Smokin' on loud now i'm stuck on a cloud
Not comin' down for a while 'cause the hike
They say i'm like Jimmy with jits on my bike
And I say i'm like Sherman your bitch on my side

[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Bitch on my top with the lean with the sprite
Work that lil bitch like a tricycle bike
Bitch a handful like a Mike and an Ike
Bite on that pussy no Tyson fight night
Dirty dancin' better prance up in the panty
Pop it, taste it, take it like a fuckin' xanny
I am legend curry with the choppa
Polkadottashotta aimin' at your momma

[Verse 3: Fooly Paris]
Bitch said she ready, I come like confetti
Surprise in her eyes and her face was the skies
New Balenciaga, silk to the shocker
I don't wear Versace but nothing to sake
Got so much ice, I swear I should play hockey
Fooly's like gucci and we are so icy
Fooly's like gucci and we are so icy
Fooly, gucci, we are so
[Verse 4: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Hello my dear, can you show me your rear
Wrap it, pack it, ship it you know the deal
Drinkin' lean and swervin' camberley steer
Had to cop the beam like buzz like year
And I look happy like I had a meal
No Mickey D's but she lovin' it yeah
Suck it, fuck it, bust it head like concussion
Lit like a germ, I'ma keep that hoe running

[Verse 5: Fooly Paris]
Eyes glued to your bitch thighs
She got a fat ass but a tiny waist
Do it baby baby call me brazy baby
I just want to see the fadeaway
Bitches hit me daily, Xan escape me, wavy
What's the situation, cut em with the blade
Hit em with the K, hole to the face
Burn 'em like some lace, Fooly in his waist

[Verse 6: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Brazy brazy baby, ride me brazy, baby
Locomotive like a rodeo
I want that body masseuse (ooh)
Molly white just like a goose (ooh)
Go from her neck like a noose (ooh)
Fender bender fuck the coupe (ooh)
Ski with his wrist with this bitch
I'm so cool, ooh