[Intro: DJ Oohie Mack]
Hey y'all, it’s your boy DJ Oohie Mack
Here to make y'all booty clap
And I know y'all still here even though it’s pretty late
But I got another song to make yo booty shake
So instead of sitting there simping
How bout you tune in to this kaleidoscope pimpin'
Ya heard me?

[Interlude: J Ham]
Back up on the mic
Been spittin up here for so long it's starting to get cozy
I didn't come here to take your bitch n***a she just chose me
And I know, I know you see me with all these different shorties
And I know what you thinking
But this player shit is just a lifestyle, you know what I'm drinking

[Chorus: J Ham]
Bottlеs full of merlot (merlot)
No Redd Foxx, no jokеs (no jokes)
See red dots on foe (yeah)
Just got a bag to blow (Uh)
How you know you the goat? (How I know?)
Baby I'm fly I'm dope (I'm dope)
Too many hoes, like I’m looking through a kaleidoscope
Papers full of that dro (That dro)
Just left the Gucci store (store)
One-thousand head to toe (racks)
Got sticks like Seminoles
G shit, stick to the code (To the code)
We quick flippin these hoes (these hoes)
My diamonds glow, like I’m looking through a kaleidoscope

[Verse 1: J Ham]
R-I-P Pimp C
Like a kid's movie, keep it G
Drinks on me
Hands wrapped all around your shorty obliques
She giving me that
Wet wet, sand on her feet
Think she got me mad
Less stress, it’s just my sheets
And I'm beating up, till she can't go (Till she can't go)
Said if imma go rough, bring a raincoat (raincoat)
We pourin up, Malibu mango (What we sippin)
All my n***as is tatted up, just like sureños
Now pay close, attention
Your bitch and my thirty, they both got extensions
Don’t worry, I'm sippin dirty, with my pinky up
Like TGOD's what I'm reppin (What I'm reppin)
I'm steppin like kappas, Columbus short, and One Direction
Get the fuck out my section
I don't, play n***a when it come to my crew
Rep the 6-1-2
Either you with us or against us, n***a my team we don't lose
Like Miami in 72
I just say “ready” then we gon move
Pull up like Jet Li, drop kick with the chopsticks
N***a I ain't talkin no food

[Chorus: J Ham]
Bottles full of merlot
No Redd Foxx, no jokes (no jokes)
See red dots on foe (yeah)
Just got a bag to blow
How you know you the goat? (How I know?)
Baby I'm fly I'm dope (I'm dope)
Too many hoes, like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope
Papers full of that dro (that dro)
Just left the Gucci store (store)
One-thousand head to toe (racks)
Got sticks like Seminoles
G shit, stick to the code (to the code)
We quick flippin these hoes (these hoes)
My diamonds glow, like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope

[Outro: J Ham]
Scope scope scope scope scope
Like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope
Scope scope scope scope scope
Like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope
Scope scope scope scope scope
Like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope
Scope scope scope scope scope
Like I'm looking through a kaleidoscope