[fill in with shoutouts, adlibs]

Hit your shorty up, we was fucking over discord
Told her I was Iron 2 and then I got ignored

-- beat drops --

[Verse 1]
Married to the streets, I got ice in my bloodstream
Hit a lick, and I'm not talking bout no ice cream

I see my opps planning, and I see my opps scheme
Pull up with the Ruger, boutta hitchu with a jet stream

Trapping day 1, never switched up on my team
Started from the trenches, now we standing on some cream

You see your bitch sleep, but I'm in her pipe dream
Dreaming bloody red soles, bottoms looks like Supreme

[Chorus]
Hit your shorty up, we was fucking over discord
Took her number like a pawn piece on a chessboard
Doing Backwoods, but we ain't looking backward
Korean Trapstar, call it Patrick, and you're Squidward