[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Look, see
I'm goddamn young that my assistant goddamn like—
Like, nah, you puttin' the clothes in the—, in the fuckin' wrong side
The trunk in the front, girl, not in the damn back
What is you doin'?
Tsk, shh

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Free all my shooters
You was crackin' cars but it was some' to do (Brrt)
You was rockin' the shit
Which one of you-body knew?
Yeah, [?] Uncle Luke, y'all like Uncle Sam
F-150 loaded up, look like Monster Jam (It's us)
Okay, he can fight but can he box this brand new F&N? (Brr)
I can tell you never seen an M, [?]
It's a pointer, where this back end, startin' rap beat
Okay
I don't fuckin' beef with you, pussy

[Verse 2: DC2Trill]
Double up on woods
N***a double up on three-pointer
Double up on 'Scotti smoke
Pussy, I'm a big stoner ('Scotti)
I was goin' hard in the paint, yeah, I'm a Wock' owner
Ain't no regular trill shit, what you think the "2" for?
Smoke cloud out the roof, huh?
Almost thought she knew us
Post some shit, look disrespectful
My pop feel like twenty [?]
See my [?] left the town
Now she know she one special
With my team, no other n***as
One of my drunks [?]
Spinnin' two days with you, baby three weeks
No need for no glasses, I know that I'm geeked
No need for no tests, I know he elite (No)
He can't hang with 2TB (Nah)
N***a, slow down [?]
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
N***as gotta' face the factor, honest truth, could never be me

Doin the rest soon…