[Intro: Based Savage & Lil Yachty]
(... up, go)
I don't do no talking
These n***as play gangster but they don’t be sparking
Atlanta be barking
I move like a Spartan but look like a Martian
All my n***as strapped, Taliban whip them bands up (1-800-KICKADOE)
Yeah, yeah (Ayy), yeah, ayy (1-800-KICKADOE)
Yeah, whip them bands up (Trap-A-Holics, bitch)

[Chorus: Based Savage]
All my n***as strapped, Taliban whip them bands up
Don't try my mans, oops, he done ran up
1-800-KICKADOE, bitch, put your hands up
Shot him in the back, he paralyzed, he can't stand up

[Verse 1: Based Savage]
Kevin Hart ass n***a (Yeah)
Bitch, this ain’t no stand-up
I'm really kicking doors with your hoes like I'm Santa
Thirsty hoes on my line, bitch, drink a Fanta
Hitting licks, busting moves but nah, I ain't no dancer
That n***a don't want smoke, I'll give that n***a cancer (Cancer)
Riding around town with the gang, east Atlanta
I'm shitting on these n***as (Bitch)
Bitch, I need a pamper
I'll really beat your ass you can call me the Black Panther (The Black Panther)
[Chorus: Based Savage]
All my n***as strapped, Taliban whip them bands up
Don’t try my mans, oops, he done ran up
1-800-KICKADOE, bitch, put your hands up
Shot him in the back, he paralyzed, he can’t stand up
All my n***as strapped, Taliban whip them bands up
Don't try my mans, oops, he done ran up
1-800-KICKADOE, bitch, put your hands up
Shot him in the back, he paralyzed, he can’t stand up

[Verse 2: Based Savage]
I bust me a juug, I bust me a lick
I'm fucking your bitch but I plead the Fifth
I run up them racks, I gotta get rich
I fuckin' with Slime like I'm on Nick (Slime)
You trap out the ounce, we moving the zip
It’s bang-bang if you running your lip
It's gang gang 'cause we doing this shit
Great Dane, yeah, I feel like a Pit'

[Chorus: Based Savage & Lil Yachty]
All my n***as strapped, Taliban whip them bands up
Don't try my mans, oops, he done ran up (Yeah)
1-800-KICKADOE, bitch, put your hands up
Shot him in the back, he paralyzed, he can't stand up (Boat, Based, he can't stand up, go)
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
I don't do no talking
These n***as play gangster but they don't be sparking
Atlanta be barking
I move like a Spartan but look like a Martian
I hopped out the whip like a lick with this Glick 'cause I'm nervous
I live with a purpose, I'm blowing off purchases
This slug got me back when they come to the service
I'm fucking on every lil bitch that'll courtesy
Feeling like 50, feeling like Curtis
This shit is suck ass n***as, these clowns, shit not profound
I'm in the town keeping it ghetto
Close to three million I spent on my mother
[?] 50s for my only brother
I treat these bitches like ticks and fleas, uh
Got that lil bitch on her knees, uh
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Based Savage & Lil Yachty]
All my n***as strapped, Taliban whip them bands up (Lil Boat)
Don't try my mans, oops, he done ran up (Based, Boat)
1-800-KICKADOE, bitch, put your hands up (Up)
Shot him in the back, he paralyzed (Based), he can't stand up (Boat, Based, Boat)