[Verse 1]
Yuh, I got a fye’ on my hip, don’t get took down (Don’t get took down)
I tryna enter a party and I’m smoking loud (Smoking loud)
Yeah, fuck a groupie hoe, I know they just want clout (They just want clout)
Ain’t no bitch in this shit that’s really gon hold me down (Hold me down)
You got jugged out yo shit, boy you’s a clown
And it stay up on my hip when I’m running round’
I can’t thug it out, aye, but I throw an ounce
Why you tryna call me bae, but you did me foul? (You did me foul)
Fuck all the bullshit, I bust up on you now
And I see em’ all staring when I’m walking out
I just want the Benz, bitch fuck what you talkin’ bout

[Verse 2]
Whatchu talking bout? Bitch what are you talking bout?
I went to your hoe crib and fucked (?)
Y’know Yukey fucked ya bitch, yeah that’s no doubt
Yeah that’s no doubt, bitch yeah that’s no doubt
When I do a show, that shit gon be sold out (Aye, that shit gon be sold out)
Pull up to his crib, he ain’t tryna be bold now (He ain’t tryna be bold now)
And I’m coping diamond shit, fuck the gold bro
Huh, you ain’t getting anywhere, fuck yo goals bruh (Fuck yo goals bro)
Fuck all the opps, I’m praying on they downfall (Praying on they downfall)
Wishing death on every bitch that tried to do me wrong (That tried to me wrong)

[Outro]
Yeah, why they tried to do me wrong?
I don’t give two fucks
Hopping out that truck, ho