[Intro]
Baby girl, I got three dicks
Fuck with me, I got three dicks
Thirty bitches, I got thirty clips

[Hook]
I got thirty inches on my car, I just made thirty drops
Thirty shots in my Glock, thirty golds in my mouth
You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot
Dish soap in the pot, thirty bands for a drop
Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot
Thirty down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked
Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot
Sixteen, I open shop, then the people kicked us out

[Verse 1]
I ain't with that shit, I swear to God
I'm on that shit, I swear to God
And really this a 40
But my 40 hold thirty
Met a cougar bitch, she thirty
She heard a n***a putting that work in
Ho, I'm just sliding, I ain't serving
I be gliding, I be swerving

[Pre-Hook]
Keep these n***as out my face, so concerning
I be sniping and deserting
Skrrt, skrrt, I be leaning when I'm turning
All my pieces working, got me splurging
[Hook]
I got thirty inches on my car, I just made thirty drops
Thirty shots in my Glock, thirty golds in my mouth
You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot
Dish soap in the pot, thirty bands for a drop
Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot
Thirty down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked
Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot
Sixteen, I open shop, then the people kicked us out

[Verse 2]
Rest in peace to my grandpa, he had thirty jits
I'm not a killer, but where the beat? I wanna murder it
This a drought, it ain't no work, this shit been working, bih
So I'm lurkin', bih, I'm 'bout to go on a burglary
Them people playing at my bank, they think I'm doing scams
N***a drop the 28, he lost seven grams
Blackin' P's every day like I'm will.i.am
Heard you n***as was looking for me, well, here I am!

[Pre-Hook]
Keep these n***as out my face, so concerning
I be sniping and deserting
Skrrt, skrrt, I be leaning when I'm turning
All my pieces working, got me splurging
[Hook]
I got thirty inches on my car, I just made thirty drops
Thirty shots in my Glock, thirty golds in my mouth
You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot
Dish soap in the pot, thirty bands for a drop
Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot
Thirty down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked
Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot
Sixteen, I open shop, then the people kicked us out