[Intro: DJ Drama, RMC Mike & YN Jay]
(DJ Drama)
Bitch (My n***a Lee, I think we got another one)
With the queen of Detroit
Hold on
(Gangsta Grizzills)
See, me and Kash got somethin' in common
Y'all be strugglin' tryna do what we do
You n***as and bitches is one-trick ponies
Our resumes is stacked with horsepower
Keep it up, though
Kash told me to tell you the effort looks cute
(Gangsta Grillz, you bastards)
DJ Drama

[Verse 1: Kash Doll, YN Jay & RMC Mike]
Every time I step in an event, I bring my tool in
I'ma catch a body before n***as get a new pic
Heard a n***a cappin' 'bout he fucked, my whole mood switched
Everything that fly out n***as' mouths be some bullshit (Damn)
If I need advice 'bout some money, I can't ask you
You been trappin' five summers, still ain't make a bag move
I won't pay a lame no attention, n***as past due
You spent less than a brick on your kit, I'd be mad too
Bitch in my DMs askin' do I know her n***a?
I cried, he ugly
Dirty fingernails a firm no, won't be touchin' me
That's a lil' Scat, it ain't a Demon, boy, you strugglin' (Bitch)
[Verse 2: RMC Mike & YN Jay]
Big-ass AR pistol 'round my neck, boy, I be clutchin' it (Ahh)
Redeye, two-twenty on the dash, I be stompin' it
My lil' bro been scammin' all his life like fuck the government
High as hell, crashed the rental, paid the driver for the coverages (Damn)
We got bags full of gas, we got bags full of cash
I got a thousand on a six, I'm finna pass on they ass
Police got behind the striker, do the dash on they ass
Bitch tried to fuck me raw, I threw a Mag' on her ass
I'm a Ghetto Boy
Yes, we both rap, but they like me, shit, I'm the better choice
Fiends come shoppin' every day 'cause we got better boy
A lot of horses in that SRT, this not a standard, boy
Fifty shots in this new FN, it came standard, boy

[Verse 3: YN Jay]
Choosin', if that's your main bitch, I'm finna fuck her then
Trippin', forgot I hit this bitch, I'm finna fuck again (Ooh, damn)
Her ass so big, I had to slap it with both of my hands
I can tell you ain't got no pape', you goin' broke again
Once a fiend, always a— damn, alright
Once a fiend, always a fiend, you sniff coke again
In the lab with Dexter Laboratory, I'm the potion man
I heard your mama caught you jackin' off, you the lotion man
Freak bitch wanna ride my dick like roller coasters, damn
I think dog died, I seen his face on a poster, damn
"I'll kill him dead before he beat me," Color Purple, damn
Ayy, like how the fuck you rich on the internet, in person, you be broke as shit?
New cribs on the internet, in person, you can't pay your rent?
New cars on the internet, in person, you just crashed that bitch
N***a thinkin' she ain't got no bodies, I just smashed that bitch
You don't never watch them damn kids, that's why they bad as shit
Somebody stole some fuckin' tails out your ashtray, that's why you mad as shit?
Bitch say she bought a new car, but she just caught a Lyft
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
I really got it, when they talkin' money, I'ma be the topic
Them n***as wasn't on shit, it's me who really shot it
Once you light the fuse, take off like a rocket
I got eyes on my trap, it's cameras all around me
It's pussy waitin' everywhere I stop, shit, I feel surrounded
This whole time, I was sellin' drop, I ain't really count it (Swear)
A hundred thousand dollars worth of jewels, jeweler got me drownin'
I been up and I been down, got me well-rounded
I been puttin' pressure on the pussy, got me cat poundin'
Every time I hit her from the back, this how the back soundin'
I keep cash on me, but I'm showin' out 'cause I'm with Kash Doll
Big racks, more than just a couple, this a cash pile
Shit could cool down, or I pop a n***a, make it back wild
Big loud, I was sellin' eighthies in the frat crowd
This an Off-White shirt and coat, but my hat brown
Even if it's lookin' like a challenge, I don't back down

[Outro: DJ Drama]
(Gangsta Grizzill)
She roll deep
Queen of Detroit
Back on Dexter
Westside, what up, though?