[Intro: Juice WRLD & Future]
Wheezy outta here
They go
Gas in the—, oh
Gas in the—
Gas in the foreign, let's go
Gas in the foreign, let's go

[Verse]
Probably playin' that Beast Mode
Wi-Fi lit on you hoes
Mr. 999, fuck the po', yeah
Racks in my Amiri's, I barely could walk
All about action, bitch, no talk
I ain't with the cappin' shit at all
I take two percs to rap 'em off
Take two more, then I fuck 'em off
Hit Rick Owens and fuck it up
Uh, buy it all, yeah, yeah, buy it all
Uh, give me good head, no teeth at all, uh
I'm addicted, I go through withdrawals
Real gang shit, no fakes at all
Uh, No Limit, we taking over all
Uh, give me good head, no teeth at all
Uh, I'm addicted, I'm going through withdrawals
Uh, real slatt shit, no fakes allowed
No Limit gang, yeah, we'll gun you down (Gun you down)
Gun you down