[Intro: Tay B]
(My n***a Lee, I think we got another one)
Alright
Huh

[Verse 1: Tay B]
Neck lit, wrist bust, get your bitch fucked
Grind like I ain't got shit, but I'm a rich fuck
I really think my bank account growin', it got the hiccups
I really think it's funny, all my opps startin' to clique up

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Yeah, neck lit, wrist plain, get your bitch slain
Face all on the couch, look like Rick James
Told her sign with the Mob, what's an NDA?
This a 2024, scratchin' off with the temp plates

[Verse 3: Tay B]
Like a cheatin'-ass wife, I'll hurt a man
Omarion, Marques Houston, I'll serve a man, huh
High as hell in traffic with Wham, 'bout to swerve again
I pull up in Rolls-Royce, he in Virgil Benz
Huh, yeah, I don't need no n***a to come hold my hand
Never know what I'm thinkin', I don't show my hand
Shit, you gon' see it when you see it, you can't know my plans
Why you keep askin' 'bout cuz? You don't know my mans
[Chorus: Tay B]
See, I'm the n***a that'll bully all the bulliеs
Fresh as hell, Denim Tеars, YSL hoodie
He survived from the semi, died from the fully
Tell the doc to check his pulse, YSL Woody

[Verse 4: Tay B]
Let's take the party to the house, me and all the guys
We got sixty bitches with us, it's so many vibes
Say you love me, shit, I heard that shit so many times
I'm just tryna fuck, I ain't tryna hear the lies
I can get 'em to your doorstep like it's Jimmy John's
N***as tryna watch me cook the food, this ain't Benihan'

[Verse 5: Babyface Ray]
Chain swingin' from my neck, got her hypnotized
You would think this shit a circus act, cuddy flippin' pies
Let me know what you need, know we plugged in
I went up a level, not a ten, she not comin' in
'Rari truck, Cullinan, thinkin' fuck the Benz
Turnt up, India Love on my bucket list

[Chorus: Tay B]
See, I'm the n***a that'll bully all the bullies
Fresh as hell, Denim Tears, YSL hoodie
He survived from the semi, died from the fully
Tell the doc to check his pulse, YSL Woody
[Verse 6: Tay B]
Cuban link, diamond link, I don't do the ropes
I got Virgil Louies on off a Louis coat
Fuck around and took a n***a plug, I'm like Louie, though
I can't even front dog the bag 'cause he move it slow
Guess this bitch think she the catch, I don't even need her
I'll never get up on one knee, I'm not Ron Garcia
She ain't know the doors close theyself when she hopped in the Bimmer
Love a bitch more than my money, I'm dyin' to meet her

[Verse 7: Babyface Ray]
Geeked up, I hit the jeweler for some Aquafina
Spanish ting speak no English, call her mamacita
Took the drank and made a slush, look like a margarita
I used to move the bag, now I'm the bag, who wanna buy a feature?

[Chorus: Tay B]
See, I'm the n***a that'll bully all the bullies
Fresh as hell, Denim Tears, YSL hoodie
He survived from the semi, died from the fully
Tell the doc to check his pulse, YSL Woody