[Intro]
Aha, Goddamn
Aha! What a shame
Grr

[Verse 1]
Uh, Go stupid go crazy (aah ah)
I can’t fuck with you cause you mothafuckin’ fugazy (what a shame)
Boy you heard my last shit, that bitch went brazy
(Go listen to that shit right now)

Aye, Matter fact in a minute I’m gon’ be buzzin’ (yessir)
Got an email ‘bout a feature from your cousin (la familia?)
Say that you the one but I see ‘bout a dozen (you ain’t special)
Know your momma play my music and she love it

Aye, Go crazy go stupid
Everybody love me damn I’m feeling like I’m Cupid (goddamn)
Everybody love me tryna get up on my dick (yup)
Everybody hate you got you looking like Chris (bitch boy)

Dummy boy go dummy 6ix9ine style (stoopid!)
Gun Kelly I’mma mothafuckin’ wild child (grr)
Ridiculous like Nicholas I’m boutta wild out (boutta wild out)
And what you gon’ do about it?

[Verse 2]
They ain’t ready for this part!
I’m, all over the map, might take a lil nap, then wake up and do a lil rap
I’m not with the cap, I murder a track, I take it and run it right back
I’m breakin’ the bank in the back getting Becky right now as a matter of fact
I chop it and flip it I feel like I work at a Japanese steakhouse and rap

I’m too raw bitch, need some sunscreen
Ain’t my fault that you unlucky, just like 1 3
I’m with the mothafuckin’ squad bitch, bout to convene
And we might pop out at your party, like we Cosby

We might pop out at your party, Polo G shit
And then we ridin’ with some thotties, on some freak shit
I’m always getting to the bag bitch, never free shit
Got em standing real still, damn they Mona Lis-ing

Got em standing real still they don’t know what I’m on (don’t gotta clue)
I’m boutta take this money put it toward a summer home (I like that)
Disrespectful shit I call yo bitch the lumber zone (for the wood)
When I make a couple mil I’m never coming home (hell no)

On god, on god