[Intro:]
(SLAJIDI, turn me up!)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
I ain't blinded, I don't know how this bitch came and found me, I ain't find her
I let her ride front seat, I ain't had her
She got the ass, she did it again, now it's wider
Livin this rap, story that I got probably bigger than that
Shit, the shit that I done been through, that's deeper than that
She push a baby out the pussy, how deep is the cat?
Okay, you say you gettin money, how deep is your racks?
How deep is your pockets?

[Verse 2: MoneyBoyMarkk]
These n***as think they gettin paid, tell them n***as stop it
I'm in Houston hearin stories, I probably got my rocks
She sayin stars, she the type to fuck the whole party
I put the beam on a child to practice on my target
We can't get our boy a pass like that n***a Targ
Bitch, I'm taxin for the side and I can't bargain
We don't give a fuck how these n***as feel
By any means, we gon touch a meal
Right color nuns, diamonds in my grill
I will not stop till I got a deal
N***as stay shippin, got it back and still
[Verse 3: YN Jay & Louie Ray]
N***a die from dinner, not eatin N***a gotta steal
N***as show me some fake shit. Like this can't be real
Black chubby n***a off juice like this can't be still
I know a n***a hungry for the perks he just ate the pill
I don't play football no more but I be in the field
I got flawless diamonds in my mouth you can see the grill
I'm a grown man now remember I was a little kid
I don't want a full slab I just want the little ribs
I want an AJ, want an A-10, okay
I want an AJ, want an A
I need to know what's goin on, shootin on, pop a pill, ayy
I'm hittin big shit, you couldn't cop a field
You say you buy balls, but we growin, you can cop a field, ayy
Drill kit heavy, like a lot of steel
I buy what I want, I don't gotta steal

[Verse 4: MoneyBoyMarkk]
Ice around my neck, get a bitch chills
Bonnie on his head and get them bitches killed
Yeah, then I feel you catchin bullets like you Kenny Stills
Hell, Pat or the scat when we do the drill
Fuckin hoes and doin shots, bitch, my life lit
I just wanna be a man with the Johnny Dang for the ice king
Amiri's off the off-white, that's a light fit
N***as sayin that it's in them, I don't think it is
[Verse 5: YN Jay]
Damn, I got two bitches lookin like them, I think they twins
Cross your head with the metal, these ain't pots and pans
Somebody pulled up playin Perk 30, damn, I gotta dance