I pull the trigger like this shit a fidget (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)

I put the Gen on like all of my bitches

****, they pussy, he run, they some sissies

I'm from L.A., I was reppin' the city

****'s a bum, pop with Drac', finna glitch 'em (Brrt)

**** want smoke, I got smoke for a niglet (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)

****, I don't fuck with that **** like a bigot

You can get shot—

Resurrection

Woah (Woah)

Woah (Woah)

Brrt (Brrt)

I can't tuck my Uzi, I can't—, I can't tuck my Uzi (I just wanna shoot, brrt; hey, yeah; yeah)

I-I-I pay for her booty, I say guns, okay, let do it, yeah

He-he tote, we gon' lose it, he tote—, he tote, we gon' lose it (Rrr)

He-he tote, we gon' lose it, he tote—, he tote, we gon' lose it (Woah)

This bitch suck me like a hooker (Ayy, yeah, ayy)

I'm outside hangin' with Lil' Dusa (Yeah)

L-lookin' like I give a damn (No, I don't give a fuck), no

One-one fifty-five for the nails (Yeah, one fifty-five), yeah

I'm a pretty bitch as hell (Woah), ooh

Tell a bitch to get the fuck (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Bitch, I don't diss, tell her chew on my nuts (Chew on this dick)

Relocate this, I'ma relocate that (Brrt)

Bitch-bitch, I'm a punk (Bitch-bitch, I'm a punk)

Bitch, I'm a punk (Bitch, I'm a punk)

Bitch, I'm a punk (Bitch, I'm a punk)

Bitch, I'm a punk (Bitch, I'm a punk)

Oh my—

Shooter, get the fuck out the room

Counting up blue face, we in the booth, yeah (Boop-boop-boop)

Bit' wanna fuck? Like, ooh

She gettin' krunk, throwing up that juice, heh (Brr)

Geeked up on too many shrooms

So many hoes, I see too many boobs, yeah

Brr, boop-boop-boop

Bit', we got bands, shoot at yo' mans (Yeah, yeah)

I might go Phantom (Woo, yeah, yeah), I'm 'bout to land (Yeah, yeah)

I'm not yo' man, I want her, yeah

All in that pussy, holding her hand, yeah

Twin chop', put it to your man

Bullets, they hit him and hit him (Boop-boop-boop-boop), don't give a damn (Grr, grr, grr)

**** not lighter than me (Okay), I chill in VETEMENT pants, yeah

I'd never talk to a loser (Yeah, yeah)

Man, that **** so soft, won't do nothin' (Yeah, yeah)

****, walk on the block, you a loser (Woah)

Get slop from a thot, she amusing, yeah (Yeah)

I might go catch me a body, yeah

Send his ass back to the lobby (Brrt)

I might go catch me a body, yeah

Send his ass back to the lobby

She wan' feel this vibe, all these hoes stay on my line, yeah

She wan' live this life, bitch, you gotta give up your life, huh

I-I feed on your life force, pull up, make you tired

I'm tryna play with that fire

**** bored, might pick out your eye, yeah (Woo)

**** wanna try more, do somethin', yeah

I'll lay a **** flat, so gruesome, yeah

**** wanna try more, do somethin', yeah

I'll lay a **** flat, so gruesome, boy

Got two phones, I got two phones, yeah

Bit-bitch give brain (She be givin' it) in a two-door, woo

Got two phones, I got two phones, yeah

Bit-bitch give brain (She be givin' it) in a two-door, hey

Shooter, get the fuck out the room

Counting up blue face, we in the booth, yeah (Boop-boop)

Bit' wanna fuck? Like, ooh

She gettin' krunk, throwing up that juice, heh (Brr)

Geeked up on too many shrooms

So many hoes, I see too many boobs, yeah (Brr), see so many boobs, yeah

Huh, I pour me a deuce, yeah (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Bit-bitch, we got bands, shoot at yo' mans (Yeah, yeah)

I might go Phantom (Woo, yeah, yeah), I'm 'bout to land (Yeah, yeah)

I'm not yo' man, I want her, yeah

All in that pussy, holding her hand, yeah

Twin chop', put it to your man

Bullets, they hit him and hit him (Boop-boop-boop-boop), don't give a damn (Grr, grr, grr)

**** not lighter than me (Okay), I chill in VETEMENT pants-pants

She wan' feel this vibe, all these hoes stay on my line, ye—, line, yeah

She wan' live this life, bitch, you gotta give up your life, huh

I-I feed on your life force, pull up, make you tired

I'm tryna play with that fire

**** bored, might pick out your eye, yeah