[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
[?] been that n***a, everyone else was late
[?] like I sat on red velvet cake
Free my dawg [?]
Been sittin' down half a decade, still ain't got his time
N***as who ain't did not a crime, tryna [?] the snitches
The shit you talk 'bout in your raps [?] most fictitious
All that hoopla that you doin', tryna impress the bitches
The main reason that Celine was [?] on our britches
I ain't never needed a handout, I stretched it on my own
The shit was cold and n***as was [?] I stood up on my ones
I ain't gon' lie, one of them years I exhausted my funds
I doubled it back, secured thе bag, now I'm on the run
Can't even look at hoеs for love, strictly just for fun
All these n***as look the same, can't pick 'em out the bunch
You're dead wrong, should be ashamed [?]
Fuck wrong with n***as [?] I don't fuck with n***as
But [?] the stylist, I'm the flyest, get that through your head
I can't believe they turned me down and didn't see my vision
I can't believe he lied and told the hoes [?] wasn't winnin' (Shh)
Now you know that shit ain't true
[?] keep a closed fist
I will never have bad blood over my old bitch
I be with [?]
I be with steppers and the stunners, just go ask Mitch
Fuck n***a, and this shit is a game until we up switch
I done bought so many whips, you'd think I beat n***as
These hoes don't know a thing about me 'cept I like it sloppy
Without a pimple on my face, it's hard to act cocky
Yeah dawg, I heard what you said, it added up oddly
That pillow talkin' never stopped the hoes from fuckin' once
Catch 'em lackin', have him lookin' like he spilled the Hunt's
[?] the Heinz
Off the X I feel like Malcolm, peekin' through the blinds
Lookin' through the middle
[?] your last chance, I don't feel bad a little
It's us
[Verse 2: DC2Trill]
Yeah, uh huh
She spilt my drink in the [?] truck, I'm finna take her home
We got these pistols [?] they aimin' at your dome
We got this 'Crete shit bigger than the Georgia Dome
I'm tired of these n***as copyin' me, I'm finna make a clone
Big player, I don't need no x-ray vision to see my exes naked
Meanin' they gon' throw that cat to me, just happy to see I made it
Shawty, I came strictly for the cake, I can't do no cakin'
I used to [?] elevator, but now I'm elevated
Bitch you with the, biggest boat, the biggest drank baby
I should change my name to Big Coach how I manage n***as
I just gotta throw a couple of these to get her out her feelings
Had my n***a fightin' in that cell, now he ball like Krillin
Told that bitch [?]
Hit it one more time before I diss it, fuck it I might miss it
[?] like Soulja Boy blowin' hollow kisses
Bitch I go by Mr. Mr. Junior, I'm the biggest in this
She open up her mouth and evict my tenants
They got the job done but they still spendin'
Before you get my [?] you can get my kidney
I rolled up all my dank, I can't stop grinnin'