[Verse 1: Baby Zeek]
Hop up out the bed like I'm Soulja, ain't no swag on
Same jugg fit, trap n***a, make it last long
You do a diss track, on bro grave, that's your last song
Think a n***a work at Save-A-Lot, I'm getting bags gone
When I came from the mitten, cut up different like a zip of crack
Was made in Detroit, on [?], just to be exact
When you couldn’t have no streams, Glock with beams, only thing attached
N***as love to get you killed, turn around, [?] in his back
My whole family trapping, my granddaddy had the loudest pounds
You can smell the crib, even when you riding up the [?]
Just a lil boy, seen them Chevys pull up to Belle Isle
Like damn, I can't wait til I get grown bitch, I’m grown now
If he shoot it then OD, then I’ll buy the whole thing
Call the plug out in Cali, and supplied the whole gang
Some switched, some left, but the real still stand
Use his arm and his leg, gotta shoot him in his hand

[Chorus: Baby Zeek]
Mitten baby, mitten made me, yeah I came from it
I'm [?] crazy, test this out, hit that bang for me
Dope man, trap n***a, switch came from money
I'm just a dirty mitten baby, came from the ugly

[Verse 2: Rio da Yung OG]
I can make it through whatever, I'm from the dirty
Hit a bitch so hard off the percs, she say I hurt her feeling
In the 2020 C8, had to convert the ceiling
The hellcat'll get loose on n***as, 'cause I twerked the engine
Zeek say he found a four of red, I got purple instead
In Popeyes, pouring real cough syrup on my biscuit
Always used to get it fried hard when I purchased [?]
JR my brother, got the drop on an opp, seen him lurking wit me
My white boy crazy, he just three round burst the Smitty
I ain't never shot a Smith and Wesson, I'm working Glizzys
100k in cash on me, eating Church’s Chicken
Bitch, come put that ass on me, you a perfect stripper
Booty harder than a bitch, she got ass shots
N***a, I ain't used to have shit, I'm a have not
Now I own 67 chains, and 2 bad watches
Heard the n***a tried to fuck my bitch, I just laughed ‘bout it
Just cooked the whole zip, this bitch harder than a math problem
Louis V fanny pack on, pull a strap out it
I might open up my drank cabnet, pour Ac’ out it
[Chorus: Baby Zeek]
Mitten baby, mitten made me, yeah I came from it
I'm [?] crazy, test this out, hit that bang for me
Dope man, trap n***a, switch came from money
I'm just a dirty mitten baby, came from the ugly