[Intro: Rucci]
Ayy, uh-oh, uh-oh
Ayy, uh-oh, go

[Verse 1: Rucci]
They told me I can't do shows in LA (What?), okay, that's bull (Okay, that's bull)
Back to business (Like what?), take off my jewels
Ayy, this is not a fire drill, n***a, this a real Glock
This is not a game, bitch n***a, I got real opps
I get chills in my body when the seal pop (When the what?)
Mix the uh with the uh when I pill-pop (Go, go)
They know it's RuccDawg, baby, and I'm still hot (What you say?)
Call me Mr. Light It Up, bitch, I been hot (Go, go, go, go)
Pull up in a big drop (Skrrt-skrrt)
If you think about it, I ain't got no rich opps (No, no)
You in bad shape, I'm in tip-top (Come in what?)
Throw a party in the set when my shit drop (Go)

[Chorus: Rucci]
Hold up, wait (Hold on, wait)
Pay attention (What?)
Diors on my feet, but you know I ain't Christian (What?)
I'm on Melrose, but I'm really from the trenches (What else?)
Me and you just different, that shit hit different
I don't know about you, but I got bitches (Ayе-aye-aye-aye)
Ayy, I don't know about you, but I got bitchеs (Uh)
It hit different (Go, go, go)
[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
N***as know about me, I got bitches ('Bout me)
I don't know about y'all, y'all n***as different (I don't know 'bout y'all)
N***as still tryna play, Robert Griffin (Robert Griffin)
I'm at Maxfield swinging for the fences (Swingin' for the fences)
She just got her body done, it hit different (It hit different)
I can get this bitch shut down instant (Shut down instant)
Dirty-ass cup, need to rinse it (Need to wash it)
I can tell when bitches broke, I can sense it (I can sense it)

[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
I can teach you how to get some hoes, n***a, listen (N***a, listen)
Yeah, the cat's out the bag, I got bitches (Yeah, I got bitches)
Still pullin' racks out my bag, I'm not finished (I'm not finished)
She got tats on her ass, it hit different (It hit different)
Askin' me about some old hoes, I don't remember (I don't know)
Eighty on my wrist, my shit shiver (My shit cold)
Cryin' 'bout a bitch, this n***a tender (N***a lame)
Beef with me, I wouldn't recommend it (Yeah, don't do it)

[Chorus: Rucci]
Hold up, wait (Hold on, wait)
Pay attention (What?)
Diors on my feet, but you know I ain't Christian (Go)
I'm on Melrose, but I'm really from the trenches (What else?)
Me and you just different, that shit hit different
I don't know about you, but I got bitches (Aye-aye-aye-aye)
Ayy, I don't know about you, but I got bitches (Uh)
It hit different (Go, go, go)
[Outro: Rucci]
Ayy, I got bitches, n***a, what about you? Ayy
(Ayy, I don't know about you, but i got bitches)
It hit different
It hit different
Ayy, go, go, go, go, go, ayy
(Ayy, I don't know about you, but I got bitches)
It hit different
Ayy