[Intro]
Count all these racks, all the guala
I know too much shit like a scholar
All the drugs and money, it's solvin' my problems
They was talkin' down, now they cannot get nada
Nah, you cannot get shit from me lil' baby
Lil' n***a coo-coo, bitch I'm too crazy
Stackin' up rings like I was Tom Brady
By the way that they watchin', I know that they hate me

[Chorus]
We finna pop the lil' n***a and then walk him down 'cause they all know that I'm goin' stupid (yeah yeah)
He talkin' down on my n***as, talk down on the gang, so i shoot through the chest like I'm cupid
Count all these racks, all the guala
I know too much shit like a scholar
All the drugs and money, it's solvin' my problems
They was talkin' down, now they cannot get nada
Nah, you cannot get shit from me lil' baby
Lil' n***a coo-coo, bitch I'm too crazy
Stackin' up rings likе I was Tom Brady
By the way that they watchin', I know that they hatе me

[Verse 1]
Two shots at the lil' n***a, if he actin' crazy then we finna shoot at his posse
N***as be seeing me do a lot, know that they hatin' they sayin' that "Yung Kato cocky"
I'ma bandman way I'm gettin' to the racks
You a fan ass n***a, movin' hella aggy
And you lame ass n***as always tryna trap me
But now I'm goin' up they askin' "Are you happy?"
Truthly did this myself, this is my shit, I really did it regardless
Bitch you know I am a goat and I'm finna go up, but I'm only aimin' for my target
Bitch I got [?] then i got a harnest
I'm not a rapper, they know I'ma artist
I got buzz, like I'm playin' for Charlotte
Kato hot, I'm the best on the market
[Interlude]
We finna pop the lil' n***a and then walk him down 'cause they all know that I'm goin' stupid
He talkin' down on my n***as, talk down on the gang, so i shoot through the chest like I'm cupid

[Verse 2]
Ain't nothin' I can provide for you baby
She singin' my remix I'm drivin' her crazy
Some n***as be fake yeah I know that they hate me
Two shots on me I brought, we gon' bake him
They keep on sleepin' lil' Kato gone wake 'em
I got that fire, that shit it gon' bake him
Let's go take a ride, yeah I'm finna change shit
One and Only, they know that I'm sanctioned

[Chorus]
We finna pop the lil' n***a and then walk him down 'cause they all know that I'm goin' stupid
He talkin' down on my n***as, talk down on the gang, so i shoot through the chest like I'm cupid
Count all these racks, all the guala
I know too much shit like a scholar
All the drugs and money, it's solvin' my problems
They was talkin' down, now they cannot get nada
Nah, you cannot get shit from me lil' baby
Lil' n***a coo-coo, bitch I'm too crazy
Stackin' up rings like I was Tom Brady
By the way that they watchin', I know that they hate me
[Outro]
Bitch!
I worked hard for this, I want you to know that