[Intro: Lil Dubble U and yvngxchris]
And this stick got a kick like jujitsu
Chris walk around with a missile
I call a-
Little nasty bitch, I knew you was a freak
And she said I'ma dog, bitch, give me a treat or two
And I got a scope on the mo'fuckin' glizzy, you know I'ma bust it, you know that I'm seein' you
Bro, why the fuck do this bitch- I love DJ GREN8DE

[Verse 1: yvngxchris]
Man, I swear that this shit do not even matter
Take your bitch on a date, I'ma eat it after
Yeah, I know that she sexy, but when she take it off, I swear to God, she lookin' even badder
Do the white man choker, no Stephan Letter
Bring that lil' bitch to the telly so we can pass her
And she suckin' my dick, it's so damn astounding
And I just got a check, I don't got to count it
'Cause the money count it, count it up, it go beep
My bitch like Coi Leray, she so petit
And I'm coolin' with [?], yeah, we on the beach
And I said, "Are you hungry? Let's do Uber Eats"
Why she tell me to eat her booty in the sheets?
Little nasty bitch, I knew you was a freak
And she said I'ma dog, bitch, give me a treat or two
And I got a scope on the mo'fuckin' glizzy, you know I'ma bust it, you know that I'm seein' you
Bro, why the fuck do this bitch keep on blowin' up my fuckin' phone, I'ma KanKan beat on you
I really rock out with that out of Joe Method
I was fuckin' your shorty, that's why she still textin'
And I'm only one twenty, but yeah, I still flexin'
And this stick got a kick, I'ma send him to heaven
[Verse 2: Lil Dubble U]
And this stick got a kick like jujitsu
Chris walk around with a missile
I call a play, they gon' blitz you
Tax for a fee and I told 'em to rent dude
I'm refereeing, said I'm too official
Chrome Heart on my t-shirt
Skate on the beat, hit a backside revert
And I just turned my music on your momma speaker
Stick in the box and it go like "Ee-er"
How you get cheese and you lactose intolerant?
Shoutout Tae Retro, I'm bumpin' "Synonymous"
I go ultra instinct, autonomous
Me and yvngxchris be the goats, that's obvious
And I just left the telly, came back with two treeshes
Buddy threw me her dope, some trash, I'm keeping it
And she said I'ma dog, but I throw all the leashes
And these apples be sweeter than Georgia peaches
And I swear that my pockets just getting fatter
To be honest, this really don't even matter
Run up on me, some' glass gon' be gettin' shattered, huh, yeah
And I swear that my pockets just getting fatter
To be honest, this really don't even matter
Run up on me, some glass gon' be gettin' shattered, huh