[Intro: Ouija Macc]
Swag Toof
$uicideboy$
Hey
Ride to it
(B-B-Big Los on the track, boy)

[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
Givin' a fuck what a hater be sayin' whenever they speakin' on me, bitch, I'm G
Bitch, I'm G, Bitch, I'm G
Me, Bitch. I'm G Bitch. I'm G, Bitch, I'm G
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D

[Verse 1: Oujia Macc]
Good God, whole squad on fleek
Ten toes, already know its gon' be
Last week the homie tatted on the cheek
T double O F, G double O D
Toof Gang gon' eat, Toof Gang don't sleep
With the hustle you can't muzzle, homie look at these teeth
Give a fuck what haters sayin' when they speaking on me
Get to pool ball socking, $lick talking to a G
[Verse 2: Choirboy Dank]
PayPal racks, drop crack on the digi-scale
Cops on twitter, now the snitches tryna digi-tell
Old school country, but you know I rep the city well
Don't skate, but I slide off like a mini rail
Silky smooth beats, but the flow so gritty
Still won't talk greasy, grand slam you like a Denny's grill
Every time I catch a brake a hater wonder, "Did he fail?"
Wishing we gon' fall off, homie get a wishing well

[Verse 3: Ouija Macc]
I'ma put sin city on the map (Like the budget suites, bitch)
Ouija Macc got spirits in the trap
Toof Gang and we takin' back the swag
We gon' make these pussy boys grow their eyebrows back
Shawty, show me that pale white ahh, ahh, ahh
Throw the booty like a tantrum in my lap
Catch drain got requested on the track
Wasn't fucking with us broke, go and nibble up a stack
Bitch, I swang around the world like inside-out boy
Fucking with the Toof, oh, this I doubt, boy
Dyed my hair blonde, slang spells like Malfoy
Get up off my decomposing dick right now, boy
Waves crash daily, we a rip tide now, boy
Guess you gotta catch us on the flip side now
Crawl slow, paint drying on the whip right now
Lick your crusty ass lips and get a grip motha' fucka'
[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
Givin' a fuck what a hater be sayin' whenever they speakin' on me, bitch, I'm G
Bitch, I'm G, Bitch, I'm G
Me, Bitch. I'm G Bitch. I'm G, Bitch, I'm G
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D

[Verse 4: Yung Chri$t]
Posted in Japan catching tans
Pocket full of xans
Couple grand
And I plan to sell these drugs up out the van
I'm just sayin'
Bullets spraying
Like some public masturbation on vacation with some Haitians eating on some veggie bacon
All these ho's they like my shit
Smoking on some pipes and shit
Yung Chri$t boys nice, nice boys, say it twice, rollin' on some dice
Double cup up in my hand
Cocaine, got it by the gram
Hashtag shitbag, jet lag, pop tags
Baller shit, poppin' on my collar shit
I'm all about a dollar, bitch
Tell your girlfriend come and holla' quick
I'm all about a dollar, bitch
Tell your girlfriend come and holla' quick
[Verse 5: Ruby da Cherry]
Clean cut, fuck that, I'm dirty
Swamp chomp stomp on the beat, I spit murky shit
Got beef mofucka' got jerky
Your chick gobble the dick like she a turkey
She said, "work me", I said, "surely"
First we roll a blunt and blow it out, ya heard me?
Now I'm fucking thirsty, chugged about thirty fucking cream sodas, now I'm feeling sick
Lookin' fucking green like Yoda
Bitches surrounding me doing yoga
Fuckin' told you Ruby da Cherry ain't fucking sober very often
All that coughin' you doin' I can't really hear you talking
Mothafucka, suck it

[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
Givin' a fuck what a hater be sayin' whenever they speakin' on me, bitch, I'm G
Bitch, I'm G, Bitch, I'm G
Me, Bitch. I'm G Bitch. I'm G, Bitch, I'm G
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D
Homie, I'm G-G double O D, G double O D