Yeah (Wrap it up, wrap it up; Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Yeah (Wrap his ass up; Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Slatt, blatt, slatt

Huh (Pssh, pssh-pssh)

Haha (You ready to die?)

Yeah, aha-aha, uh-huh, uh-huh (Boop-boop; Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, what? What?

Slatt (Ride, ride), huh

Yeah, she say she got bodies

Yeah, I'm wild off the molly, huh

Good smoke, Bob Marley, huh (Woah)

Told the pussy boy, "Don't try me," huh

I'm off the Roxy, yeah, I'm gon' take it, bitch, I'm out my body, huh (I'm out my body)

I'm pushin' this ho off my drawls, she still in the spot tryna ride me

Girl, you can't be 'round here (Boop-boop)

I got the drugs in here (Boop-boop)

I got the drugs in here (Yeah, on God)

Yeah, I got the drugs in here (On God)

You say that you straight (What?)

Is you makin' that money?

Oh, you countin' that money?

Oh, you think that you like me? (Woo, woo)

Just because that you piped it, that don't mean that you like me (Woo, woo)

I'ma paint you a picture, just to show we divided (Yeah)

Cream seats on the inside, two damn Runtz on the inside (Yeah)

Well, bitch, you ain't this hot (Yeah), I been takin' these shrooms, boy, all night (Yeah)

Gotta ride with the 10 on me 'cause I'm tryna catch a pussy outside

I'm still movin' outside (Outside, yeah), bad bitch from the Northside (Bad bitch)

Bag-bag from Chanel, yeah, for my bitch 'cause she earned it (Uh, uh)

I don't wanna do a feature with you 'cause I wash you on the verses (Yeah, yeah)

I was only fifteen trippin' over curbs, cops cursin' (Yeah)

Only bought that bitch what she want 'cause she know she earned, earned it (Yeah)

Bitches tryna copy me, all the swag, bitch, from me, yeah, they learned (Woo, woo)

If you ain't rock with me, kick yo' ass back, Trackhawk, swerve (Woo, woo)

I don't do the petty beef, tryna lay you down, put you in the dirt (Woo, woo)

Pray to God I get them lean drops 'cause I know this motherfucker worth, uh (Woo, woo)

Pray to God I get it

I swear, I swear to God (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

What? (Huh, what? Huh, ride, boop)

Huh (Ride, boop, slatt, what? What? What? What?)

Yeah, she say she got bodies

Yeah, I'm wild off the molly, huh

Good smoke, Bob Marley, huh (Woah)

Told the pussy boy, "Don't try me," huh

I'm off the Roxy, yeah, I'm gon' take it, bitch, I'm out my body, huh (I'm out my body)

I'm pushin' this ho off my drawls, she still in the spot tryna ride me

Girl, you can't be 'round here (Boop-boop)

I got the drugs in here (Boop-boop)

I got the drugs in here (Yeah, on God)

Yeah, I got the drugs in here (On God)