Hook:
Gotta Spoonful Of Diamonds A Spoonful Of Gold
A Bag Full Of Money And A Room Full Of Hoes
I Gets Gets So Fresh With That Gold Herringbone
I Told Her Ouuu Ouuu Skinnys In The House N***a Not Jerome

Naw N***a Not Jerome
But I Tell Yo Chick To Get Low
Chuck 4's Like Bruh Man
But We Way Higher Than The 5th
No Bib Still Spit Tho
Go Kid You Sick Bro
While My N***as They Kick Back And Spit That, That Pimp Flow

[Verse 1: Skinny]
I Came From Hoppin Off Of Porchs
To Hoppin Into Porches
My Gear Came From Junk Yard N***as To Riding Horses
Now All Of My N***as Wavey
And All They Pockets Cakey
And All Our Chicks Is Bad So All Them Brawds Is Crazy

[Verse 2: K.I.D]
Just chill give em chills with the cold flow
Shout out to the lame rappers
And yeah im K.I.D but yo chick seem to get my name backwards
Money family then fame after sorry baby i ain't planning for the keeps
Everybody know kid say with the freaks
More boos than a ghost
More babes than a beach

[Verse 3: Skinny]
Roll with my n***as
I stay with some killas
They keepin it trilla
They all about scrilla
That shit is for reala
We pull up in tahoes but dump on four wheelas yes im a killa
Word on the street thatguyskinny a drilla
Word on the street thatguyskinny a killa
Banana clip pilla my n***as is reala they stay with them illa'z

[Verse 4: K.I.D]
And these chicks to easy so im giving em something hard to do
In her ribs like BBQ and she in my face cause her n***as fakein