[Intro: Sean Pitaro]
I'm like, "Yah, yah, yah"
You tryna be friends I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah"
We came with the pop, it go ratata
Run your shit quick, big wood, light a spark
Yeah, I'm like "Yah, yah, yah" (She said she wanna hang)
I'm like, "Yah, yah, yah"
Yeah-yeah (Snorkatje)
(Yeah)

[Chorus: Sean Pitaro]
She says she wanna hang, I'm like, "Yah, yah, yah"
You tryna be friends I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah"
We came with the pop, it go ratata
Run your shit quick, big wood, light a spark
Wanna hang? I'm like, "Yah, yah, yah"
You tryna be friends I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah"
We came with the pop, it go ratata
Run your shit quick, big wood

[Verse 1: Sean Pitaro]
She wanna go to London, yeah
I told her to wait, yeah
I've been going big, tryna move from state to state
You ain't with the shit, bettеr stay in your place
Moving in the coupe, lil' bro, you stay in your lanе
I came with the chop, it hit like a kick starter
Gas got me moving real slow, you a target
Your shit sound trash, yeah, it smelling like some garbage
If you on my block, then you know we gotta start shit (Bah, bah, bah)
[Chorus: Sean Pitaro & koi]
I'm like, "Yah, yah, yah"
You tryna be friends I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah"
We came with the pop, it go ratata (Bah, bah)
Run your shit quick, big wood, light a spark (Yeah)

[Verse 2: koi]
Backwood, only way I make it through the day (Huh, yeah)
Head good, shawty top in the brand new Wraith (Top, skrrt)
Once a while, I be tapping, I can barely face (I can barely face)
Up all night, or I'm high, it's why I'm always late (It's why I'm always late, yeah)
Up all night on the gas, told her come through (Come through)
Get a bag, do the skrrt, that's a foreign do (Foreign do)
Drop top, big bag, she gon' top me off (Yeah; top me off)
All the neighbors know I'm here 'cause she loud enough (She loud enough; yeah)
Uh, Backwood, lotta spark, uh (Lotta spark)
Yeah, and my whip too big to park, uh (Skrrt, hahaha)
Yeah, uh, smoke be rolling out the car (Out the car)
Uh, I know they fake, can't drop my guard, huh (Can't drop my guard)
Ayy, airing out the foreign, need a bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Yeah, these labels know I'm here, they got me lavish (Lavish)
Rolling off a spliff, baby capping (Capping)
I hit the gas too hard, I be laughing