[Verse]
Oh, we getting lit, ayy
I keep a stick, ayy
Take a pick, like which bitch should I get? (Wait, what?)
I got a OnlyFans
I only want the bands
I know she got a man
I treat him like a fan
Nice dressed bitch like I'm Dapper Dan
You a capper man
Li- Li- Lion boy, no Simba, chopper loud like some cymbals
Call up the squad, watch the graveyard assemble
Trying to beat you bitch, that's way too damn simple
Pop you like a pimple
Metal on me, I ain't talking 'bout thimbles
Holes in his head, I ain't talking no dimples
Chopper push ya shit back, make ya tumble
N***as say they ready to fight but they not ready to rumble
Two sticks, I ain't playing the drums
I lost all my feelings and then I went numb
Can't trust you bitches so I always gotta keep my fucking gun, ayy
Call up ya bitch, she swallow all my cum, ayy
Stole that bitch heart, now I'm on the run

[Outro]
Five, six, seven
Kevlar vest, no spiritual protection
In yo' system like cancer, fuck early detection
Go to best western cop like a Smith and Wesson
Already made my decision, firing just like a piston, bitch