Part I

[Verse 1]
Pull up in coupe, pull up in a drop top
I don’t have friends cuz they all want my clout
I be in the race, I be runnin' up
I be on the block, 30k on my neck now
Walking on ur thot, I be runnin' up
I be walking Jesus, and I'm runnin' up the block
We be sending smoke, I can’t milly rock
Riding on the scooter, and I'm runnin' up the block

[Verse 2]
40k on my neck, and I’m runnin' up
Shawty wanna go hard, and I’m next up
Never had a Jaguar but u know that a homie flexing
I be boomin up with my shooters, yeah we reckless
Never trust nobody
I be runnin' up with my homies we poppin' bodies

Part II

[Interlude]
Yuh, thot! (yuh)

[Hook]
Walk on your thot
Skrt off the lot
Ready to pop
I'm boutta drop
Walk on your thot
Skrt off the lot
Ready to pop
I'm boutta drop
[Verse 3]
I'm on your thotty, she loving my thirty, I'm busting the cash
Poppin the body, I'm loving the money, and then I go dash
I pullin' up with my bro, yuh, I pullin' up with my bros
Pull up with shawty then we piping up and then she be licking all over on my toes