[Intro]
Wass gang (x3)
Gold gliss
You're already know man, it's your boy Whyg
SOS BFR

[Chorus]
Press machine, he pressing keys
Just like pianos, in the trap
We cooking chickens, just like its nandos
I got sunka, I got duga, I got buck-tees in my bando
SOS that's the bros, they say we too hard to handle(x2)

[Verse 1]
Traphouse doing numbers, door knocking constantly
Heard these n***as watching me, because i gotta watch on me
I dare your ass to try me that's when you get Ah E
Northside in the party we locking out the party
And I ball like Kyle Lowry, And my glizzy half three fifty
Seven half (?) Your girl gimmie brains she so smart G
She lick my dick and she said it taste like smarties
Pull up on his block in the GTR, I ran him down cause i don't know how to shoot from far, I kick the fifth and it look like a shooting star, how you say you know me , you don't know BFR
Henny mix with lean, it put me at mars ,wassy in the cut , man that's rated R and i slide like the train or the street car, and the glizzy spits and studders just like a retard

[Chorus]
Press machine, He pressing keys
Just like pianos, in the trap
We cooking chickens, just like its nandos
I got sunka, I got duga, I got buck-tees in my bando
SOS that's the bros, they say we too hard to handle(x2)]

[Verse2}
All I really needed was some lean, all i really needed was some feens, fresh in the box glizzy 50 clips and red beams
Guaranteed murder scene shout out my broski skeem
Cause you know he ain't the skeem, masked up no Halloween
I Just got a brick for free, tie him up take his shit and shoot his ass up before i leave, Ain't tryna have a come back for me
Got a couple bros that gone kill for me, WhyG vanish yah you ain't hear Wassi
Wassi got more bodies then nazi, touch his bands you'll see monopoly
Feeling like Gucci 6 chains on me feeling like KD trey pound on me
I do henny skrt'd off like ricky bobby, I poke 4 holes in his back now he looks like a Audi, You don't wanna see WhyG on his grungy n***as getting dropped I ain't talking bungee They say they getting money but it's really funny, you call yourself a trapper but you serve her Undies, my gun so dirty you'll think it's playing rugby , I put him in the ground just like he bugs bunny

[Chorus]
Press machine, He pressing keys
Just like pianos, in the trap
We cooking chickens, just like its nandos
I got sunka, I got duga, I got buck-tees in my bando
SOS that's the bros, they say we too hard to handle(x2)]