[Intro: KanKan]
1ktekk
Yeah, uh-huh

[Verse 1: KanKan]
Hell nah, you ain't Slay, stop that capping, n***a, yeah
And I'm in the H with my Dallas n***as
And we keep them K's like some white n***as
And we keep them K's up in traffic, n***a, ayy
I really get paid just for rapping, n***a
I swear these n***as don't get paid for all that capping shit, yeah
I'm in the H, driveway look like a dealership, ayy
I just fucked that ho, you got a dinner with her
Bitch, I got them racks, ain't sign no deal, n***a
Now, I'm back in the O, in my crib, n***a, ayy
That ho givin' me throat, and you still live with her, yeah
I swear n***as some hoes, they some lil' n***as
Fast cars and Codeine, n***a, day to day, n***a
Next Traktrain, finna go and buy a baby drac', n***a
Or I might go 'head and buy my fucking modded 'K
N***as tryna play 'round, okay, you could die today, yeah, uh-huh

[Verse 2: Summrs]
Bitch, I'm by my lonely, I'm just playing with the racks
I got 'bout ten bands on me, spent it on drank to relax, yeah
I'm pullin' her hair from the back, I'm beatin' her shit in the 'Cat
Just poured a deuce of the Tris, just got me high like some Act'
Dissing me up in your verse, better not drop that song, yeah
Only know me on the Internet, boy, you don't know what I be on
Bitch finna give me that wet, I'm fucking this bitch to my songs, yeah
I ain't finna watch Netflix, bitch, I'ma fuck, then I'm gone, yeah
Double C on me, double G on me
Count up twenty fucking bands like every morning
I ain't finna chill with no fan 'cause that be annoying
Ridin' in the S550 Benz with the Wocky on me