[Chorus: International Jefe]
Yeah, uh, spaced out, yeah
Hit her from the back, fuck around and pull her lace out, yeah
I was just broke, I'm havin' funds now, yeah
I can tell these n***as down bad, they out of funds now
Caught him lackin' at the mall without his gun, wow

[Verse 1: International Jefe]
Yeah, I'm a bad-bitch-getter
Itchy-trigger-finger n***a
Ridin' through my city, yeah
Michael Jackson jacket, yeah
I got n***as Bloody
I got n***as Crippin'
When I talk they listen (Listen)
Jefe, bitch, ooh, drippin' (Jefe, huh?)
Uh, yeah, drippin' (Jefe)
Yeah, bitch, I'm drippin' (Drippin')
Yeah, I'm rockin' Rick Owens, yeah
I got a bad ho, yeah
I'm 'bout to fuck her out, yeah
I'm like an igloo, yeah (Yeah, let's go)

[Interlude: International Jefe]
Let me (Let's go, yeah)
Let me in this motherfucker (Hey)
[Chorus: International Jefe]
Yeah, uh, spaced out, yeah
Hit her from the back, fuck around and pull her lace out, yeah
I was just broke, I'm havin' funds now, yeah
I can tell these n***as down bad, they out of funds now

[Verse 2: International Jefe]
Okay (Ooh)
Too many diamonds, I feel like a lake, yeah (Ah)
I'm 'bout to fill up the bank, yeah (Bank, bank)
I put them racks in the safe, yeah (Racks)
I'm 'bout to go in the Wraith, yeah (Woo)
I'm not a regular ape, yeah (Ape)
Bentley gigantic, yeah (Gigantic)
This water Titanic, uh (Woo)
Lookin' for bottles, Xannies (Ah)
Put me in the Bentley (Uh)
Ridin' in the six-speed
My chain cost one-sixty (Yeah, yeah)
I'm in this bitch with Carti (Bitch, bitch)
I got two bad barbies (Yeah)
Fuck her on the backseat (Got it)
Yeah, ride it like Harley (Bitch-ass bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feds tryin' to raid my house (Yeah, yeah)
N***a had to change his route (Yeah, yeah)
Why n***as keep chasin' clout? (Ah, ah)
Steady talkin', they runnin' they mouth
Drop the top on your ho (Facts, yeah)
N***a, it's [?] Road, yeah (Vroom)
I got a hundred in the tote (Hundred)
N***a, play 5unna then you float, ha (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Ken Car$on]
I got a hundred pairs of Ricks (Yeah)
I got a hundred pairs of bitches (I got)
I got a hundred pairs of sticks (I got)
Fuck around, n***a, get you hit (Fuck)
I'ma go fuck on your bitch (Yeah)
Give a fuck who you bang with (Yeah)
2900 Gang shit (Oh yeah)
2900 Flame shit (Oh yeah)
It ain't no shits I ain't with (What?)
It ain't no licks I ain't hit (Huh?)
It ain't a bitch I ain't hit (Nah)
Fuck around, get your tongue split (Yeah)

[Chorus: International Jefe]
Yeah, uh, spaced out, yeah
Hit her from the back, fuck around and pull her lace out, yeah
I was just broke, I'm havin' funds now, yeah
I can tell these n***as down bad, they out of funds now
Caught him lackin' at the mall without his gun, wow