[Intro: Detwan Love]
(Zhine, you always up to sumthin')
Ayy, yeah
Hey, motherfucker

[Verse 1: Detwan Love]
I never cared if n***as fuck with me 'cause I'ma keep goin' (Ahhh)
What type of gun them n***as had?
They was like, "What type of gun them n***as had? That bitch kept blowin'"
Ain't no point in beatin' on that bitch, she gon' keep hoein'
Arguin' with a n***a at the gym, should I blow 'em?
Nah, Twan chill, you got kids, you gotta keep goin'
Fuck a bitch real good, then go our ways
What the fuck you wanna link for, to play the game?
Bitch, stop tryna kiss me, I am not bae
All these n***as envy me, I can feel it in they handshake
You can't take dick, bitch, I can tell by your waist shape
One time me and Kid stomped a n***a out in Westgate
Titties on my gun, boy, wanna get breastfed?
Should I say, "No Diddy"? Or y'all know what I'm sayin'?
I'm the ghetto UPS man, I read what your package said
Mm, like merch, I'm gettin' shit sent from Pakistan
Got all the guns like my granddaddy from Iran

[Chorus: Detwan Love]
Bitch, make that pussy do the hoo
Hellcat, she like the way engine go hoo
They love my music all the in Turkmenistan
And when that ass go—, that's my favorite dance
When you—, that's how you make bands
Fuckin' with my shirt on, I ain't trippin', it's the brands
Have you ever been fucked up? Then what's Spam?
For no amount of money, I can be a hound
Bitch say she celibate, she lookin' for love
You ever thought you won the bitch and it wasn't what it was?
You ever had a Scramboli? That's Michigan love
[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
You ever drop a mixtape and ain't nobody show you love?
A n***a open up shop on my block, I'ma blow it up
I done drunk too much Don, I'm finna throw it up
You can get hit with this Glock or a uppercut
N***as always get the pop but never pour up
I'm with another n***a bitch, we fifty floors up
You lil' chatty flashin' two bands, put the pros up
This bitch forty years old, she a old slut
Slice a n***a, watch his skin rip like a cold-cut
Oh, you grown hatin' on a young n***a, you a old-fuck
You let a n***a take some from you, you a young punk
I'ma ride for my dog like I'm Lil' Durk
She take me back after I cheat, she a lil' dummy
Why everybody paintin' their nails like Lil' Pump?
I get them packs in, I'm Packman, not BFB
My n***a gettin' that white shit in like CMG
Don't make me catch you outside like TMZ
You know the n***a paid for a feature if it's featurin' me
My n***a scammed a n***a for a Benz, he from the DMV
My n***a Wop from the 'Raq, he be like DMP
I'll beat a n***a ass like Triple G
I'm in beast mode now like Chicken P
My n***a like to pop n***as up like bacon grease

[Chorus: Detwan Love]
Bitch, make that pussy do the hoo
Hellcat, she like the way engine go hoo
They love my music all the in Turkmenistan
And when that ass go—, that's my favorite dance
When you—, that's how you make bands
Fuckin' with my shirt on, I ain't trippin', it's the brands
Have you ever been fucked up? Then what's Spam?
For no amount of money, I can be a hound
Bitch say she celibate, she lookin' for love
You ever thought you won the bitch and it wasn't what it was?
You ever had a Scramboli? That's Michigan love