[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
(Bitch, haha)

[Chorus]
I'ma have to fuck with your friend, bitch, 'cause you not my type
I ain't gotta prove shit to y'all, bitch, just believe the hype
I'm in this bitch smokin' trees, bitch, I'm higher than a kite
How the fuck you called me a dog? Only thing bitin' is my diamonds
Still bringin' up the past, bitch, let's put that shit behind us
And I be in somethin' so fast, it'll put every whip behind us
Have his bitch set him up for that cash, yeah, my n***as'll do him grimey
Yeah, I be in Houston, but I got some n***as in that Baton bangin' Blood, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Got a big G-19 if you got a problem with me, cuz
Send that boy to his maker, let 'em put them candles in the air
Not finna' trip over that ho 'cause, n***a, I got bitches everywhere

[Verse]
I'm just tellin' you how that shit go
In the back of the 'Bach pourin' 4's
He put his trust in his bitch, got his lo'
That lil' n***a Dee so throwed
I'm with Goon' smokin' Za' out the bowl
Got some n***as let they rod go
Say he gon' stretch me, I'm like, "Fasho" (Yeah)
Never hit my n***a hoe, that's the code (Oh)
Told lil' mama, "Back that ass up"
I was always taught to back my shit up
I was down bad, then, I came up
Family come first, never last, bruh
N***as still swag in Everlast, bruh
[Chorus]
I'ma have to fuck with your friend, bitch, 'cause you not my type
I ain't gotta prove shit to y'all, bitch, just believe the hype
I'm in this bitch smokin' trees, bitch, I'm higher than a kite
How the fuck you called me a dog? Only thing bitin' is my diamonds
Still bringin' up the past, bitch, let's put that shit behind us
And I be in somethin' so fast, it'll put every whip behind us
Have his bitch set him up for that cash, yeah, my n***as'll do him grimey
Yeah, I be in Houston, but I got some n***as in that Baton bangin' Blood, yeah