[Verse 1: Keeta]
Bitch I'm mister I don't give a fuck
Mister take your shit its better if you keep it tucked
Like girl keep it a buck you, fucked up I'm calling your bluff
I might whip it up
Show her all these diamonds on my wrist this shit gon get it up
I just hit for 10k take that shit to Vivian
Pull up in that super Urus just cause that's the shit I'm in
Iced out two-tone
Yeah bought that shit for twin (woah)
Hold up what he say
I bought that shit for twins

[Verse 2: Yeat]
Yeah, and we on that scammin' shit (Shh)
I just hit for a 11.4K
That's a rack, that's a bag, but I'm more paid
Yeah, in the 'Cat, way too fast, I'm goin' road rage
I get trill, this shit gettin' [?] with the tweakest, bih'
I can't trust that bitch, she booted, tweakest, bih'
I been [?] she's all over my fit
Don't just shit my twizzy, we gon' pull up with all that heat
The drugs gon', gon' boom, gon' hit you
Yeah, we send a whole lot of rockers (Swap it)
That bitch is out of pockets, stop it (Shh)
All these lil' kids on the 'Gram, they goin' out sad, just stay, watch me pop
Man, this lil' kid goin' out sad 'bout drank for a bag
My twizzy in the kitchen, they rock it
I gotta go, go get out this bed, no, go get an option
I gotta go, she givin' me the head but she still my favorite thot
Yeah, sippin' on trizz right now, why you sellin' him a cotton?
You on scammers and shoe right now, why you let him park it?
I get to this rainin' anytime, but it ain't no [?]
You say that you rage but you post wrong in the hill, bruh
Well, then come touch this bread
All my twizzies all my brothers we go way too fast
[Verse 3: Keeta]
I ain't [?] now, I just run up and take your shit
Ain't no oven I won't hesitate to bake your shit
Shoulda known that I won't hesitate to take your bitch
Hella dudes with choppas if you tryna raise your fists
We could get it started if you wanna bitch
Ain't no Instagram cause I don't fuck with drama bitch
Smoking marijuana in the top floor of [?] Bitch
We can take it outside if you wanna 'cause I'm not a bitch