[Intro: PnB Rock]
Ah
Oh-oh
Oh, yeah

[Chorus: PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, bitch, I'm runnin' in your fuckin' house (Bitch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), fuck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, ridin' 'round 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Really I'm high as shit, I'm off a Perky now (Perky now)
Huh, n***a run up on me, I'ma blow eem down

[Post-Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
N***as hate, n***as bitches, n***as bitches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, talkin' 30s now
Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now

[Verse: PnB Rock]
Oh my God, oh my God, bitch, I'm hot as shit, huh
Smokin' loud, it's so loud, bitch, I can't hear shit, huh
Bust down on my wrist, huh, bust down on my bitch, huh
I just hit a lick, huh, I bust it down with my clique, huh
Oh you know I came up with nothing (came up with nothing)
And you know a young n***a hustlin' (young n***a hustlin')
Yeah, you know my chains they be bustin'
Yeah, you know my chains they bе bustin'
Cuffed two bitches I ain't cuffin'
Bitch, I ain't say that you from nothing
Bitch, you know I've been out hеre hustlin'
Juggin' and finessin'
Trap goin' crazy every time they see me out
I got all these bands on me, bustin' out my palm
You can hate on me but I swear you got no opps
'Cause I got .30 clip, that's thirty in my Glock