[Intro]
Yeah, you know it (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Only bands I'm throwin' (Bands I'm throwin')
Yeah (Census, what you cookin'?)
You know it, you know it
Only bands I'm throwin' (Bands I'm throwin')
Fah, fah, fah

[Chorus]
Walk in the club, throw it up, get lit
Tell me, how many hoes gon' throw around here?
Said she gon' throw it up when we all private
None of y'all n***as can take my bitch
Rock all black, but she like violet
Got to get to the bag then be on violence
I'm so goddamn fly like a damn pilot
You ain't chasin' a bag, then you don't want it, yeah
Yeah, don't know who gon' be there when I leave
Don't know who gon' be there when I grieve
Took a trip, I need somethin' to see
Shawty don't know who she wanna be
It's just money and me what I need
I been chillin', just blowin' them trees
I said, "Baby, who you wanna be?"
She said, "You the one," I could agree, agree
Agree, agree, agree, agree, agree, agree
[Verse]
I run it, she love when she knowin' that I run it up
Racks in the stash, they know that they can't fuck with us
I been the man, you know that I don't give a fuck
Ambulance pullin' up, they finna pick him up
Shawty a thottie, pull up, she gon' lick it up
Don't fuck with n***as, so no, we ain't clickin' up
How she do it? I think she a pro
I feel bad for her n***a at home
Scary potential when I'm in my zone
They scared of Tecca when I do that flow
I know some shit I shouldn't even know
I hit that shawty, she not tryna go
I hate when n***as, they just do the most
I hate when n***as ask me, "Where the hoes?"

[Bridge]
I swear to my mother, I don't know what the fuck you on, yeah
They still puttin' 'em under, I wonder what blunt they on, yeah
And these n***as so late, so I wonder what month they on, yeah
Don't get gone, just fuck around, try to get noticed

[Chorus]
Walk in the club, throw it up, get lit
Tell me, how many hoes gon' throw around here?
Said she gon' throw it up when we all private
None of y'all n***as can take my bitch
Rock all black, but she like violet
Got to get to the bag then be on violence
I'm so goddamn fly like a damn pilot
You ain't chasin' a bag, then you don't want it, yeah
Yeah, don't know who gon' be there when I leave
Don't know who gon' be there when I grieve
Took a trip, I need somethin' to see
Shawty don't know who she wanna be
It's just money and me what I need
I been chillin', just blowin' them trees
I said, "Baby, who you wanna be?"
She said, "You the one," I could agree, agree
Agree, agree, agree, agree, agree, agree