Bitch i am back
Youngest surf to ever spit on a track
Your bitch a snack
Imma just hit it and give it right back
Still got no money but chasing the bag
I got the juice but you know i can’t rap
I got a louis belt my shits won’t sag
My bitch is weirder than tim turners dad
I could be vicky and make me some cash
And make that shit fast
But that would be wack
I’m on a stolen beat come get my ass
I’m getting thirsty hoe pour me a glass
Better yet babygirl hand me the bottle
Bitch it’s moscato till i hit the lotto
The 8 dollar bottle your parents would follow
Your dyke cannot swallow and her pussy hollow
I never fuck bitches you know that’s my motto
Pick her up in my new mercialago
Hit the curb grab her hair give me vibrato
Just like wick bitch, excomnunicato
She on the needle like demi lovato
Tag team your bitch and you gimme bravado
She kissin my Glock like a made her a model

Yung Benedict: Oh shit, you’re done?
Yung Surf: Hell no
Yung Benedict: Shiiit
She gon start squeakin when she see me pull my cheese out
100 dollar bill could make your best friend bleed out
When you seen us comin man i saw you try to sneak out
Because you know it’s bouta be the final time you breathe out