[Intro]
(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man)

[Verse 1: K. Lajuan & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
You wanna know who I did?
What I did
You bitches in my business, turn to [?] like it's Spy Kids
That's my big
This? That's my clip
Please don't make me use it then you sister start with [?]
Don't play with it
Bitches little to me like they [?] size
Bitches keep on lookin', take a picture and get it polarized
I can't fit the yop inside my clutch because it's oversized
Left it in the crib, couple n***as get you polarized
If that n***a on my line, gotta monetize
White man payin' for my life, so is it subsidized?
I've been havin' my way since I was knee high
Pull up on a bitch in all black like a knee high
I'll have your n***a tightеn up my felines
Trust no ho, I won't get into my feelings
Sad at all thеm, sent a n***a back like a recline
Everything I do is all that like I'm [?]
Dork-ass n***as tryna slide, they get denied
Hot, if they ever try to cook you, you get refried
These n***as leechin' off bitches, that I [?] (Come on, GlockBoyz, n***a)
Your [?], send it back to [?], get it [?] (Yeah)
[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Yeah
I'm out to passin' you, baby, 'cause I like bad hoes (Yeah)
Time to sit inside the trap until the bag gone
That bitch icy, she take pics without the flash on
You better know I mean business, you see my mask on
In that hotty, try to play, gon' be another body
This bitch sound like a shotgun, the Draco ridin' shotty
We don't do no drivebys, we walk down, Gotti
We started off fuckin' with bricks just like Yo Gotti
[?] robbin', we'll sell dope for the bag
That pussy is so good that she be sellin' it for the cash
We got foreigns parked outside but I jumped inside 'Cat
Why the fuck would I ride the Benz when I'm racin' to the trap?
I've been doin' this since n***as was rockin' Prada with the strap
I just pulled up to the hood, my n***as still inside the trap
This ten milli', it'll make the biggest n***a back-back
She wasn't pickin' up her phone, I hit her on her Cash App, n***a

[Verse 3: TrDee]
Pockets out of breath, look, my face is blue
I ain't clearin' up no rumors if that shit not true
Bitch left me and came back like they nothin' like you
Hook like Kareem, got her thinkin' like, "What did I do?"
Turn a room to Kalahari, freaky bitch a super soaker
I'ma pop out bustdown, my baby come in diamond choker
Lock me up and down, shit so crazy like a roller coaster
She ain't really cute and that's the reason you don't ever post her
Pray for better days, I'm prepared for the worst
Why Detroit can't win shit? I'm startin' to think that we cursed
It's about who did it best, I do not care who did it first
You ain't even got no camera when you throw it in reverse
Hold your chain up like a trophy if you got it on your neck
I'm deletin' FanDuel if I lose another bet
Speak enough FanDuel, hold on, Brodie, let me check
Just hit for a couple thousand, hit the Nino just to flex