[Verse 1: Islurwhenitalk]
If you want to break bread, then you definitely gon' slide
N***as [?] bitches, n***as float fuckin' eye
We gon' find you, we gon' drop yo' ass, right
Slide for a spin, [?] you [?] no [?]
Do-Do that shit-shit [?]
I can't do it, [?]
Cash cash cash cash cash cash cash
Gettin' to the racks, man, I'm gettin' to bands
Cash cash cash cash cash cash cash
Gettin' to the racks, man, I'm gettin' to bands
Tried to [?] me and that n***a fuckin' ran
Tried to cover his face, so I shot him through hand
I'm in love money, I'm in love these bands
[?]

[Bridge: Islurwhenitalk]
Imma [?] his [?], but Imma get my money [?]
Finna fuckin' shoot you, yeah, I flip him under there
Finna fuckin' shoot you, yeah, I flip him under there

[Verse 2: Luci4]
N***a flexin' with that strap, but that yo' homie's, that ain't yours
N***as know I'm seventeen, bitch, my money immature
You be frontin', I can tell, you don't be soundin' very sure
Bitch, I'm praying Azazel, burn my soul, make it pure
I want racks, bands, cheese, Imma share it with my bs
Rollin' Douja, smokin' trees, [?]
Put a laser on the Glock, if you up it you get scanned
Talkin' reckless on my phone, you gon' catch a fuckin' ten
Hella bitches on my dick, I get money, I'm the man
Told her she not gettin' hired, you got ears then you can't
If you trip we throwin' [?], gettin' money, fuckin' hoes
We up high, you n***as low, I be cursin' up my foes
Lookin' around, I see foes, [?] on 24's
[Outro: Islurwhenitalk & Luci]
I'm in love with a Glock, but I can't make it stop
Bitch want give me top, I want to flip these rocks
I'm tryna get the money, you cannot take it from me
Try me, I'm gon' [?], bitches really lackin'
I up the pole, then he runnin', he gettin' shot in the back
Flexin' on n***as, I'm stuntin', I know they watchin' they mac
N***as be cryin' on Twitter, beatin' they meat in a pack
N***as is really some bitches, catch them I'm finna spaz'