(Chorus: geno)
Driving in a phantom, 2 Glocks in my hands yuh. Ridin round town with a bad bitch from atlanta. They dont understand shit they dont understand yuh, why he talking all that shit if he is my biggest fan bruh?

(Verse 1: geno)
Talking all that shit then we gon have to spray yo bitch ass, i am in pain i think i just took a whiplash. Do not have time for yo mother fucking bitch ass, thats yo girlfriend over there well shit i already hit that, hit that, b-b bitch ass. you trying to get to the money and get to the fame well i already did that. Fucking that bitch then i hit from the back and im counting this dough getting big bags, fuck u get out of my house and get ur shit packed

(Verse 2:)
Yeah im getting all this monеy, and i cannot take it back. cause im tryna get my lifе, and im not tryna get that bag, all these people in my mentions acting like they even care, pass that fuck that. i didn't really know that. feeling like i feel it way less, baby what it do. why you comin after me and then your own mans too, he dont really need you, ima tell him the truth

(Chorus: geno)
Driving in a phantom 2 Glocks in my hands yuh. Ridin round town with a bad bitch from atlanta. They dont understand shit they dont understand yuh, why he talking all that shit if he is my biggest fan bruh?

(Verse 3:)
Im about to tell your mans that you a phoney, yea yea yea and then you phone me (x2)