[Intro]
It’s the dawg
You know how the fuck I’m coming

[Chorus]
When I make a call I'm out, this shit ain't hard to count
He used to ball like LeBron, but that n***a Bronny now
I keep bad hoes around, they can't ignore me now
My left wrist thirty thousand, I come from dirty houses

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm Hank Hill, I'm in the alley with my partners
He acting like he don't wanna give no deal, I'ma have lil' bro'nem rob him
Bitch say I gotta lay off the pills, say I got a fucking problem
This dumb bitch always wildin', fuck around and go upside her noggin’
She pick my dick up, drop it off in her mouth, bitch a Uber driver
These n***as suicidal, doors open suicidal
Black truck right behind 'em
Rap capping, all that bluffing
Broke n***a can't tell me nothing
Fuck rap, I'm a hustler, all I know is gеt it, thumb it, hundred, hundred after hundrеd
Shit bag him, hit his stomach
Fuck rap, we really on it
Hellcat, you hear me coming
Tap it, make it get to humming
It’s rapid once I put the drum in
Tap it, make it sound like thunder
She got turkey, I’m on her bumper
Wan't neck, like, fuck your number
Prada glasses dark as shit, she say I look like Stevie Wonder
Summer after summer Stuntin'
Ain't no running from a button, *frr, frr*, make it stutter
Papi want the bread and butter
[Chorus]
When I make a call I'm out, this shit ain't hard to count
He used to ball like LeBron, but that n***a Bronny now
I keep bad hoes around, they can't ignore me now
My left wrist thirty thousand, I come from dirty houses