[Intro]
(This MJL, huh?)

[Verse 1: Ggrim]
A-at your home with a pole, get that choppa with a scope
We blowing O's, we rolling dope, we taking toes, we pourin' 4's
Oh that's your hoe I didn't know bitch, I chase money, you chase bitches
If you run up on my gang, then we smoke you like a swisher
All my n***as keep that blaster, fuck that bitch and then I pass her
I'm a buisiness, you pay bitches, I pay nothing, you pay taxes
Fuck that bitch, you cuffed that bitch, in other words you got her shackled
Oh you flex that sack on Twitter, have my n***as get you tackled
Other words we finna lick you, we gon' juggle you, we gon rob you
And if your ass got a problem, hit that Mac' and we gon' pop you
I keep 40's on my hip, I load that bitch, I let it rip
I got the chopper out the window with a dick, I let it eat
You n***as simps, you n***as simple, I'ma pop you like a pimple
Smoking fingers of the woods, you smoking sticks, you smoking pencils
And I keep that choppa on me, in case a n***a run his mouth
Bitch I been runnin' up my bands, and then I ran up in your house
I might crack that seal, I might pour that drank, bitch I'ma on lean and xans, I can't feel my face
I just roll that gas, I just roll that stank, bitch I don't hold no hands, I just hold my K
And I know two white bitches, that I just might fuck
I like pills, I like lean, I like two white cups
And I cannot stand, because I'm too hot up
We pour a four lines each, you pour a two lines bruh
[Verse 2: Lil Mosey]
You pourin' two lines up (Up), fuckin' broke ass n***a
Im chasing stacks, these bitches on me and I stay gettin' richer
I'm smoking woods to the face, got too much for a swisher (Uh)
And I can't even Wocka-Rocka, people askin' for pictures (They do)
Im leanin' for bout three days, I'm fuckin' up my kidney (Yeah)
And my vision goin' two ways, and im fuckin' up my sentence (Oh wow)
Like I told you yeah I'm too paid, so you always se me winnin' (Too paid)
Copped the pole, then hit some licks, but I still stay wit' it (Boom-Boom!)
Hittin' stains, I hit the boof, that shit was way more safer
Bitch I'm Bandkid Mosey, cause I stay wit' a paper (Yeah)
And you keep talkin' like you know me, but you won't see me later
I want the neck, fuck that other shit, I can't even date her (Bitch)
Pull up, I got three sticks
I say I got mean dick (I do)
Quick to fold a n***a, bitch I say it 'cause I mean this
Me and bro just kick a door and in got for that n***a
If you fiendin' for that work, know that Imma serve a n***a
Get your bands up n***a, can't even stand up n***a (Up)
My pockets gettin' heavy, since I ran up n***a
Get your bands up n***a, can't even stand up n***a (Yeah)
My pockets gettin' heavy, since I ran up n***a, yeah (Yeah I know)