[Intro: GetRichZay]
(You won't leave him a clue? Please, for my man Taz)

[Chorus: GetRichZay]
Uh (Yeah), my cup thick as hell (Cup), my Styrofoam got BBL (My Styrofoam, phew, aight, come on)
Yeah, runnin' so much racks (My racks), I damn near twirled my ACL (We on, yeah)
Uh, lil' bitch freaky as hell (We on), she eat my dick like Taco Bell (Let's go, aight, come on)
I'm with Teezy, he 4L (Teezy), we got sticks in ATL (Sticks)
Free my dog, he call in collect, every time he call it's GTL (Prr)
Get that drop (My dog), we outside your house, you'll think we deliverin' mail (Uh, let's go)
He's so cap (We on that), n***a talk all that gangster shit (Bah), but I can't tеll (Aight, come on)
This shit crazy (Crazy), I thought all my dogs was solid, but I can't tell

[Verse 1: GetRichZay]
That shit crazy (That shit crazy), I'm like, "Free my dog, that shit fugazi" (Free my dog)
Soon as I pop thеse Percs and sip that cup, that's when I turn lazy (When I turn lazy, uh)
Get that bitch from the back (Back) when I'm off these Percs, it feel amazing (We on that, I'm on that)
Uh, fucked this bitch so bad, I don't 'member her name (Uh), but she look like blasian
Bitch, this a SRT, when we ride these folks be mad like (Skrrt), "Why they racin'?" (SRT)
Sneaky shooter, paranoid (Uh-uh), clutch that fire (Uh), shit get dangerous
Why they mad? (Aight) Bitch, I ball on all these n***as just like Giannis (Come on, ball like Giannis)
I done ran through two hundred-fifty K (Racks), bitch, let's just be honest (Aight, come on)
N***a got smoked here thinkin' he the man (Man), he got rolled up just like ganja (Fuck, pew-pew)
We tote sticks like Talibans (Spin), get you bombed out like Osama (I swear, aight, come on)
N***a surrounded here, but fuck it, I'm ridin' 'round with my chopper (That chopper, aight, come on)
Rather be at a five-star restaurant, but fuck it, we at McDonald's (Fuck it, we at McDonald's)
Crazy as hell, then we spinnin' the 'Cat (Spin), tell the gang go find me a Honda (Spin)
Why GetRich dressed in all black? (Young) Bitch look like he performin' at Donda (Aight, aight, come on)
These n***as mad 'cause I started gettin' money (Money), lil'-ass boy, I could fuck your mama
Drop them racks on top his head (Ha, yo), they send a shot for every dollar, aight, come on
[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Uh-huh, we pull on side his whip (Skrrt), then leave it hotter than a sauna (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ain't finna fuss, I up and bust, big boy Glock ain't got no condom (Fah, fah)
Yeah, pussy-ass boy gon' duck his taco (Duck your taco), we ain't got shit in common (Pussy-ass n***a)
I make 'em spin and spin, I put out hits like DJ Drama (Come on)
I hold that Draco like a toddler
He get hit (Bah-bah-bah), get sent the trauma (Get your bitch ass down, n***a)
Clutch that fire, it ain't for sho', bitch, I'ma blow (Fah), that's on my mama (Fah-fah-fah)
I grab my dick before I leave, I keep my gun, I don't feel like dyin'
You know leave shit on a tee, I want 'em gone, then I'ma buy 'em (Come on)
Ayy, look, my blood thick as hell, my bitch bad, no BBL (My bitch bad)
I done ran up so much racks, I damn near broke my ACL (I damn near broke my shit)
I damn near broke it again 'cause I ran it up after I fell (I damn near broke my shit)
Free Jefe from out that cell, but he can call me from his cell (Call me from—)
Ain't callin' n***a for shit 'cause, bitch, I do it myself
Play, you lay, bitch, I'd put a n***a on that shelf
I'm with Zay and we six as hell
Bitch, you know all my n***as here (My n***as there)
He pull the pot, I get shit popped, get the dot, we send the shell (Blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt)

[Chorus: GetRichZay & Stunna 4 Vegas]
Uh, my cup thick as hell (Cup), my Styrofoam got BBL (Styrofoam-Styrofoam, yeah, aight, come on)
Yeah, runnin' so much racks (Racks), I damn near twirled my ACL (We on, yeah, ACL)
Uh, lil' bitch freaky as hell (She on), she eat my dick like Taco Bell (Like Taco Bell, aight, come on)
I'm with Teezy, he 4L (Teezy), we got sticks in ATL (Sticks)
Free my dog (My dog), he call in collect (Collect), every time he call it's GTL (Prr)
Get that drop (My dog), we outside your house, you'll think we deliverin' mail (Let's go, come on)
He's so cap (We on that), n***a talk all that gangster shit (Bah), but I can't tell (I can't tell, aight, come on)
This shit crazy (Crazy), I thought all my dogs was solid, but I can't tell (That shit crazy)
[Outro: GetRichZay]
Free my dog
Know what the fuck goin' on, n***a, six shit
N***a, don't get your head split, n***a, tss, Solid Gang
Pew-pew