[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Me and Bravo, bitch, we back again
That's my [?], I'm finna tap him in
If we missed that n***a, we gon' clap again
Like a boomerang, n***as [?]
Spin your block with them Glocks out
N***a say he wanna box, we get him boxed out
Parametics come and pick him up
Have that doctor gon' stitch you up
I get tired of keeping bitches, so I switch them up
Sit with us? Boy, you out your mind, get them digits up

[Verse 2: Bravo the Bagchaser]
In the stu, I got a pole on me
In the strip club, bitch, I got a pole on me
[?] falling off, [?] roll on me
Now your bitch on my team, I need more money
Ten bands out a bitch, and it's all hundreds
Look, lil bitch, and it's all hundreds
Baby [?] road running
You can't catch my [?], bitch, 'cause it's four hundred
Summertime, but I still got some snow bunnies
Everybody come around whеn that dope coming
I ain't gotta ask a bitch, she fasho coming
Hit him with that Glock, he fasho running
Shе fasho coming
Hit him with that Glock, he fasho running
[Verse 3: Fenix Flexin]
If I hit your bitch, she fasho cumming
I just called my n***a, now the pole coming
I just poured a six up in this fego
All these bitches doing what I say so
I'm that n***a, so she chose up
You a bitch, boy, you froze up
Why you got that pole if you won't use it?
I got [?] ho zooted
I got your bitch rolling
And my pockets on fat, you see them shits swollen
Me and Bravo walked in, now this bitch snowing
I'ma give her good dick, now this bitch blowing

[Verse 4: Bravo the Bagchaser]
She blowing and I'm blowing up
Got my n***as with me, we all keep a blower tucked
They wasn't showing love, now they tryna fuck with us
Bitches in the cut, tryna fuck with us
[?] now she hit me like what the fuck?
Lil baby, all I know is go and run it up
Everytime you doing good, bitch, you fuck it up
I done got me a check, just to fuck it up

[Verse 5: Fenix Flexin]
Hundred dollar steaks, hundred dollar plates
At the strip club, bitches need a raise
20 thousand, I'ma throw it up
Ain't a question if that lil bitch wanna go with us
She [?] at the crib, when she going up
I just put her on a perkie, now we going nuts
Balenciaga, Prada, I want all designer
I ain't tryna talk, I'm tryna get behind her
I was in the foreign, you was in the Honda
When you was doing time, I fucked your baby mama
AK's, Glocks, we got 30's, got no stocks
I dropped 30 on my neck, I dropped 40 on my watch
If you put a n***a on me, we gon' put him in a box
We [?] n***as [?] capping, need to stop
[?] all this capping need to stop
[Verse 6: Bravo the Bagchaser]
All this capping, n***a, need to cut it out
She told me leave it in, I told her bitch, I'm pulling out
I'ma shoot that n***a up, after I sock him out
I was looking for him, he was at his mama house
It's the perfect time, fuck it, I'm adrop him now
Bitches playing dumb, I'ma drop them now
Back then, you had the juice, but I got it now
Look, lil bitch, but I got it now