[Hook: Jonoftf]
That pussy ass n***a don't really want static
I pull out that choppa and let the boy have it
I feel like Lil Uzi I got a new Patek
Bitch I'ma star, I ain't talking bout Patrick
He talking on the net, he ain't bout action
.45 bullets bitch, it get to clappin'
I fuck with the drama n***a bring the racks in
I dont want that hoe, cause she made of plastic
Dont send me yo song, what the fuck is that shit?
Inna Hellcat, and we fuckin' dashin'
Slide on that fuck n***a right in traffic
Get that boy gone, walah, magic
I'm countin' this money n***a, mathematics
I'm shootin' a three, n***a that's a basket
I'm feelin' like Autumn! how she love my fashion
I'm jugging that boy, ain't no transaction
Going up, n***a I'm getting traction
Splitting that fuck n***a like a fraction
I rock Number Nine n***a, you at Pacsun
Rushing the pack n***a, Bo Jackson
This Glock get to subtraction
If you wanna verse, n***a know I'm taxin'
Come at that fuck n***a, smoke his ashes

[Verse: Slump6s]
I love my brother, he know where he stay, but he told me to [?], that's a no go
She finna come to the crib, and she hop on my dick, and I told that lil' ho she a low blow
I cut off Tana, he steady talking on my name, thats why I don't fuck with him no more
I put a rack on his head, I'ma shooter with dreads, and they purple, they lookin' like Jono
I'm finna put that boy in the ground, I'm finna leave that boy dead, yea
I heard he gotta problem with me, why the fuck I hear what he said, yea
N***a I feel like i'm Carti, I walk in the party, it's whole lotta red, yea
You wanna play with my gang, call up my troops, we leavin' em' dead, yea
She givin' brain in the back of the SE
Come to the crib, and I'm breakin' her back in
N***a I feel like a pirate, they all on my dick, I'm just saying, Dakota the captain
I'm just be talking, I'm not even rappin'
I know I'ma rapper, but I'ma be trappin'
All black coupe man, I feel like I'm Batman
Yo bitch on me, she givin' a lap dance
I ain't Jamaican, Dakota a bad man
Off with that n***a they call me the bad dude
We got em' froze, like that n***a a statue
That n***a shit, like we using the bathroom
That n***a mad as a bitch, said his hoe on my skin, like Dakota just got a tattoo
[Hook: Jonoftf]
That pussy ass n***a don't really want static
I pull out that choppa and let the boy have it
I feel like Lil Uzi I got a new Patek
Bitch I'ma star, I ain't talking bout Patrick
He talking on the net, he ain't bout action
.45 bullets bitch, it get to clappin'
I fuck with the drama n***a bring the racks in
I dont want that hoe, cause she made of plastic
Dont send me yo song, what the fuck is that shit?
Inna hellcat, and we fuckin' dashin'
Slide on that fuck n***a right in traffic
Get that boy gone, walah, magic
I'm countin' this money n***a, mathematics
I'm shootin' a three, n***a that's a basket
I'm feelin' like Autumn! how she love my fashion
I'm jugging that boy, ain't no transaction
Going up, n***a I'm getting traction
Splitting that fuck n***a like a fraction
I rock Number Nine n***a, you at Pacsun
Rushing the pack n***a, Bo Jackson
This Glock get to subtraction
If you wanna verse, n***a know I'm taxin'
Come at that fuck n***a, smoke his ashes