(This is not a banger. This is not a banger. And I know bangers. I know bangers)

Yeah, I'm poppin' an X ain't talkin' bout BM. Get it, that's BMX

I ain't be doin' no shit on the weekends

Brand new J's that I copped on the weekend

(Brand new J's that I copped on the weekend)

Bouta hit my dance, motherfucker, don't crease them

(Please don't crease them)

Can't back out now, I'm way too deep in

(Way too deep in bitch!)

Wake up, bad bitch, hit up my DMs

Fans wanna come up to me and they sayin

Silas, how you too fly

If I gotta choose between two people, then I'm gonna go and cut two ties

I just be off of this shit all night, I'm off of the cart all night

(cart all night)

Motherfucker wanna start actin' nice, behind his back he got a knife

(Knife)

He tried to backstab me two times, I'm talkin two more times

(Two times)

Thought that brodie was my slime, but that boy ain't my slime

Pull up to the HB house, and his mom was a dime, she's super fine

I got it stackin' with packs in that house, motherfucker, you ain't on that time

Bitch, I got sticks in the back of the truck

She finna pop out wanna fuck

She doin' too much, and that bitch outta luck

The four leaf clover ain enough

Be yourself, don't be nobody

Whippin inside of a big body

If you my ex then, please don't call me

Shut the fuck up, I don't wanna hear you talkin

(Talk talk talk talk)

Brand new J's that I copped on the weekend

(Brand new J's that I copped on the weekend)

Bouta hit my dance, motherfucker, don't crease them

(Please don't crease them)

Can't back out now, I'm way too deep in

(Way too deep in)

Wake up, bad bitch, hit up my DMs

Shawty, she wanna pull up with the team

I didn't know she was a fiend

I'm textin' that shit in the DMs

Bitch, I'm shootin my shot, and it's green

She wanna pull up to the private session

Man, she wanna be with me

She got that Maison Margiela upside down on her purse and also her jeans

(Her jeans!)

(Her jeans Maison Margiela)

(All over me!)