Outside, we boolin

Money right, **** coolin

**** stay pickin, choosin

This your mans, like"Who's this?"

Gun him down, and now we two up

All the girls, they choose us

Timbs on, jeans bootcut

2026 we comin' different, ain't no way a **** ain't gon' find somethin

**** posted up outside the show, they tryna' dap a **** up, like I know them

If your girl here in the club with me and you ain't with her, better quickly find her, man

**** say that I ain't gettin' out the city, I can't like all this is right on plan

Right on track

I'm the greatest ****, I know that

Break her back just like a chiropract

50K just cause, I don't mind that

Crack and dip, nah, I ain't tryna wife that

Music smooth, this shit just like a synapse

Better go back to the board, the mindmap

Kick her out and to the next, we cry that

Tryna leach off us, you gone, it's time out

I'm in the stu, **** earned this, we on the mic, we been workin

Bad girl, we here in the function, she all over me, she been lovin' my steeze, we been flirtin

**** stay tryna come chill with a guy like we equal, you **** some slave, you some servants

From a youngin, I knew I was just for the top, I was not with the crop, I could never go serve

**** wan' put disrespect on my name, cause I'm innovatin' and I'm doin' this first

**** be changin' my lyrics, my words, cause they out in the night, and I'm there in the church

I was outside, it was cold on the streets, tryna make this shit work, now the tables they turned

She gon' come to the crib, and come suck on this dick, she gon suck it, she gargle, she spit on, she slurp

Let a **** try talk on the guys, he take shots to the chest, we put one in the head

Let them put one the guys in the pen, I'm gon' lie for the guys, I can't chat to no feds

Most these **** be copying flows, we can see what your doin' and no one impressed

I just put 100K in my bank, we gon double it thrice, then it's onto the next

Fuckin' that bitch from the side, from the front, she get put to the side, we gon' move to the next, ok

30 songs back to back, we gon' do that three times, they all hits so we finally rest

You tryna' compete with me, could you keep up the standards we at, you get put to the test

**** try fuckin' with me, I don't care where I am, promise me you get hit with a wrench

Outside, we boolin

Money right, **** coolin

**** stay pickin, choosin

This your mans, like"Who's this?"

Gun him down, and now we two up

All the girls, they choose us

Timbs on, jeans bootcut

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Joni, you killed this

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