[Chorus: Yung Bans & Lil Tecca]
Yeah, Chrome Heart shorts on my body like I hoop and shit
All these crosses on me, n***a, I'm a walkin' crucifix
Yeah, she say I got problems, baby, I do not know who to fix
Got a new phone, hit my line, I say "Who is this?" (Nick, you're stupid)
I'm like "Who is this?," we so true to this
Shawty suck me like she love me, I don't want a kiss
Yeah, run it, run it, run it, go to Vegas, how I'm stuntin'
Bitch, I'm the shit, plumbin', all of my n***as be gunnin'

[Post-Chorus: Yung Bans]
Drac', it hold a hundred, turn nothin' into somethin'
Make him crash out, he's a crash dummy
Blick on my hip, if you trip, I'm gon' smash somethin'
Hit a hundred licks, all my n***as get that fast money

[Verse: Lil Tecca & Yung Bans]
Yeah, yeah
Gettin' that bag fast, feel like Sonic
'Bout to blow up, n***a, ha, feel like atomic
He say he want work, that's 2K like Ronnie
These hoes ain't shit, they can't get nothin' from me, yeah
I be on that slatt shit, n***as on that rap shit
Tecca hit a back-flip, acrobatic, track shit
Yeah, I went to the mail, I got dumb racks to collect, bitch
He think he a demon, we gon' send his ass to hell, bitch
[Bridge: Yung Bans, Lil Tecca & Both]
Juggin' and finessin', lucky number seven
We straight out the West End, pull that stick, undress him
Yeah, I live my life and I know that shit a blessin'
Started on the East, now they brought me to the West End, ha-ha

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Lil Tecca]
Yeah, Chrome Heart shorts on my body like I hoop and shit
All these crosses on me, n***a, I'm a walkin' crucifix
Yeah, she say I got problems, baby, I do not know who to fix
Got a new phone, hit my line, I say "Who is this?"
I'm like "Who is this?," we so true to this
Shawty suck me like she love me, I don't want a kiss
Yeah, run it, run it, run it, go to Vegas, how I'm stuntin'
Bitch, I'm the shit, plumbin', all of my n***as be gunnin'