[Intro]
I wanna fuckin feel this shit, y'know?
You already know, bandkids to fuck with me
Bad boy
Huh, huh
Sauve
Boom!

[Verse 1: Sauve]
N***as chose 15 seconds of fame
Over the 15 seconds of reign
VVS diamonds, they shine in the rain
Rolling up gas don’t remember the strain
Pour it up back, I remember the pain
Thinking back, everyday I used to train
I was dead broke, used to rock a fake chain
Now every-day, we hop on a plane
Did a few shows, and I ran up like 80
Save that shit up, it's about to get rainy
Just got a property [?]
Momma said strap up this gun, ain't no safety
Bitch so bad, might give her a baby
She so happy, you hit on the daily
Offer the [?], he be talking 'bout ladies
[?]

[Verse 2: Lil Mosey]
Is you outside, n***a?
Have to shoot that n***a, what time, n***a?
And it's all black (black)
[?], ice so cold, feel like the winter
Got two bad hoe's, fuck her, yeah
Shoot them with 12, imma duck 'em, yeah
Little handshake, then, fuck her
Why you on her, like it's her last supper?
Yeah, yeah, and I'm drippin' like water
Ooh, yeah, bounce back and I'll fuck on your thot, mmh
Yeah, twenty shows, I don't know where I'm at
Yeah, fifty bands on my [?] sack

[Verse 3: Sauve]
Y-yeah, Trix are for kids
I throw the money, just for the bands
Bellows, just strip a big booty babe
I hit that bitch in the back of my crib
[?]
Lil n***a talking, he know that I made it
Shoot, choppa [?]
Yeah, These n***as talking, they definitely know that I made it

[Verse 4: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, yuh n***a eat your motherfuckin' plate
Pop in the ‘gatti and now I'm in the race
Whippin' up dope right in your face
Calling my lawyer, I'm getting a case

[Verse 5: Lil Mosey]
I'm with Soulja, hop in a rover
I thought I told you, we 'takin over
Whippin up bands, [?]
Smoking on dope
Postin’ on block [?]
[?] don’t make a sound
[?] off a bean [?] Glock [?]

[Verse 6: Sauve]
Bandkids, we blow like a bomb, got the world in my palm
I got some money, gave it to my mom
And she bought us a lawn
Hit the lil bitch then I pass the baton
I take a flight to Milan
Bad bitch, she [?]
N***as gonna hate when they bangin’ my song
I'm at the top, king kong
Back in my high school, y'all didn't get along
Everything I do is wrong
Bitch got a [?] thong
Cut the dummies on me, prom
You know what we smokin, we smokin this strong, as if I didn't belong

[Verse 7: Soulja Boy]
No, you don't want smoke
Big Draco at your front door, we pose
Make a wrong move, shoot off your nose
Shot out the Benz, my young n***a kick in your door
I need some lean, pour up a four
Fucking your bitch, fucking your hoe
Yuh, the diamond chain rainbow
I put the rap game in the figure-four