[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
I think I'm the shit, mouth on the gliss
Church up from the 6, Cartier wrist
Cartier eyes, shot all oh my gods
Knock em' from the side, throw em' in the tide
N***as talkin down, bitches talkin down
He ain't talkin money, I don't hear a sound
N***as really clown, can't fuck wit RD
Chopper on the seat, riding with the heat
Youngest n***a flexin, countin' Ben Franklin's
N***as think they hard, my n***as take they necklace
N***as not reckless, load a Smith & Wesson
Type to fuck ya mother, type to kill ya brother
Type to catch a case and pass of flying colors
You the type to fuck a bitch without a rubber
Dance with her you love her, n***as soft like covers
N***as sweet like sherbet, now you buying gerbert

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I know n***as ain't fuckin' with me
Youngest n***a round the fuckin' city
X pills make me feel like Diddy
I be poppin' ace pour it on the titty
Good bape got me so saditty, I just flipped a 50 to 160
Heard lame n***as tryna stick me
Run up on me she won't be so nippy
Get a n***a kilt in a jiffy
I be pouring double cups to up a lift me
Been the flyest youngin' since the last century
Give a damn about a n***a history
Talkin' down it's gon be a mystery
Got good raps bitches wanna kiss me
Double dip, in the pussy
2 models, poppin bottles
N***as hatin', but they ass follow
Got a Asian bitch, all she do is swallow
In a 2 door goin' full throttle like yah