[Intro]
Why is everything Khroam?
Ayy, moe, that tag be blowin' me like shit, moe
Cut that shit off, bruh
I like the beat but cut that dumb shit off, Khroam
For real, 'fore I glass yo' weird ass, moe
(Everything is Khroam in the future) Yeah

[Hook]
I'm really shootin' that shit, give it to me
5 band jug, serve a P in some Gucci
Sippin' on lean, got more drank than Lil Tunechi
Settin' off shit, now they call me Lil Boosie
We got that shit, got the Drac' with a coolin'
7.62's make 'em dance like Lil Uzi
Whole lotta dogs, we gon' sell 'em on Hoobly
Give me that shit, n***a, I'm the dollar man

[Verse 1]
I had to hold my own water like Aquaman
I got the tools, do shit like a doppelganger
Bitch n***a don't shoot, you ain't Juwanna Mann
Ain't talkin' no money shit, what your pockets sayin'?
Shooter with dreads, this n***a from Tampa
AR-15 make 'em fly like Green Lantern
Might fuck around, build a house in Atlanta
Plug music killin' shit like cancer
Fuck that shit, I don't need a middleman
We shoot a n***a live on Instagram
I'm in the kitchen, n***a, I could fix a ham
I came a long way from that ceiling fan
Brand new AR-15
I got the stick out, fuck you mean?
Two stick arm man, war machine
Laser like Cyclops, fuck Wolverine
Pull the stick out, let the .40 scream
Plug music like the n***as on-
Plug music like the n***as off the-
Plug music like the n***as off Lord of Rings
Fuckin' yo' bitch, n***a, get it in
Backdoor shit, thought we was men
Pistol whip the plug, got shot him in the chin
Lil' Asian bitch, "Hi, Lin!"
[Hook]
I'm really shootin' that shit, give it to me
5 band jug, serve a P in some Gucci
Sippin' on lean, got more drank than Lil Tunechi
Settin' off shit, now they call me Lil Boosie
We got that shit, got the Drac' with a coolin'
7.62's make 'em dance like Lil Uzi
Whole lotta dogs, we gon' sell 'em on Hoobly
Give me that shit, n***a, I'm the dollar man

[Verse 2]
Where you at, n***a? Just pass me them Perkies
OG down the street, he call me a Jive Turkey
P's from Kentucky like we do a Derby
I'm dealing Roofie, yo' man get to churchin'
Get up with me, bitch, I ain't doing no purpin'
Backdoor shit, get snaked like a serpent
Double barrel shotgun, Kyrie Irving
You got it in pictures, I got it in person
I had hold my own water like Ursula
This a big G-lock, you got a Bursar
Fuck school, I don't know how to write in cursive
Big .44 Bull Dog came from the Germans
I don't fuck with planes, they got too much turbulence
He said he servin' P's, he at work and shit
You ain't from the hood, you ain't put no work in it
Let the chop sing, this bitch got Lil Durk in it
[Hook]
I'm really shootin' that shit, give it to me
5 band jug, serve a P in some Gucci
Sippin' on lean, got more drank than Lil Tunechi
Settin' off shit, now they call me Lil Boosie
We got that shit, got the Drac' with a coolin'
7.62's make 'em dance like Lil Uzi
Whole lotta dogs, we gon' sell 'em on Hoobly
Give me that shit, n***a, I'm the dollar man