[Intro]
You gon' need a rope if you wanna hang with us
(Slatt)

[Chorus]
Bands on me, I ain't fallin' far
I got these racks on me, I ain't talkin' one
Put a bag on me, I'm gon light 'em up
Bae 'gon put that ass on me, and she slime me up (Slime)
Steady speakin' facts on me, always lying, yeah (Facts, slime)
Got a c ouple chefs with me, they gon' fry you up

[Verse]
Kel-Tec with me lil' boy, you'll be checkin' for your mama
Sent some shooters with you, hangin' that lil' pack it, never fumble
In a big city Jeep with that fye, I look like Llama
Came with these Zz's, I ain't fuckin' with that drama
They wan' E-N-D me, 'cause I got a monеy problem
I'm gon' leave that bitch on DND, got communication problеms
Nah they ain't fuckin' with me, I had to bang, then leave 'em up
Smokin' on skunk to the face, it leave me on geek
We in your condo, don't need a key
Yeah, I'm goin' too cray-cray, I need to cool down (Yeah)
We slide with that drac'-drac', now its hot now (With that drac'-drac' slide)
She gon' give me face, let her walk now (Walk, walk, walk)
Yeah, I kicked the cup but, I sip when I'm with Jozizzy (Okay)
SRT Jeep yeah, pushin' like a damn semi, (Skrt)
He a mothafuckin' joke, yeah he is a damn gimmick
She know she gon' get poked if she just listened to me
You gon' need a rope if you wanna hang with us
If I cannot call you my brudda', you can't bang with us
In a AMG with Zay, yeah he a lane switcher
*reversed*

[Chorus]
Bands on me, I ain't fallin' far
I got these racks on me, I ain't talkin' one
Put a bag on me, I'm gon light 'em up
'Gon put that ass on me, and she slime me up (Slime)
Speakin' facts on me, always lying, yeah (Facts, slime)
Couple chefs with me, they gon' fry you up