These thigh pads, I got money in my jeans (Thigh pads, ****)

Uh-huh

It's me and Joe, ****, we on, we on the way to that place

(Tell No Heart I'm finna get in my—)

Ayy, look

I get to that sack, ****, could've made the league (I get to that sack, ****)

Look at these thigh pads, I got money in my jeans, **** (Uh)

Bro touch him like an iPad and it won't cost me a thing (Bah, bah, bah)

93, I'm so supreme, I get you murked, you play with me

I get you murked, ****, I get you took off (I get you took off)

I get you picked off just like a football (Man, get your bitch ass back)

We be grillin' shit just like a cookout

Up and bust this motherfucker, I ain't never been the lookout

Up and bust this motherfucker, say it's smoke, I pulled my blick out, uh-uh

Uh-huh, Stacks be quick to tweak, he tryna wig out (Wig out)

Uh-huh, lil bro 'nem love to strike, they take his whip soon as he pull out (Better not pull out)

Uh-huh, pussy way too wet, my bitch a vet, I can't even pull out (Better pull out)

Uh-huh, I tuck my strap, I start the 'Cat then put my hood on

Ayy, ****, I ain't tryna hear no yap, go catch a hat, I'll get you put on

Uh-huh, these lil' **** morons, they'll fold just like a futon

I ran it back to put my crew on, get you smacked, we don't need a coupon

Uh-huh, hide your cars, hide your daughters (Daughters, ****)

All these diamonds 'round my neck, shit look like Florida water (Like Florida water, ****)

Uh-huh, he just yappin' on the 'net, he ain't no fuckin' bother (He ain't no fuckin' bother)

He ain't bother nobody

I get you lined just like a barber (Uh-huh), and fuck your ho probably

I get you lined just like a fade (Uh-huh, fade, ****)

We had M's before M's, bring out yellow tape (Bring out the yellow tape, ****)

Members only, ain't no entourage, all these **** gang, on my mama, ****

Dive ain't no producer, he walk with his Drac' every day, **** (He walk with his Drac', ****)

You know how that go (Uh-huh)

Don't make me call Cino (Gang)

I get a **** whole fleet repo'd

Shit get cold, I keep my heater on

Pussy play, I get you pita rolled

We was fucked up, used to look at slime like he the hope (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

I rock all this Denim Tears, I ain't shed nan' (I ain't shed nan', ****)

Drop a twenty on him, that's some head-bands (That's some head-bands)

Won't put nothin' but my jit before these dead men (Put nothin' but my jit before these dead men)

**** think it's sweet, I'll be the reason he's a dead man (He's a dead man, uh-huh)

I rock all this Denim Tears, I ain't shed nan', **** (Shed shit, bitch)

Drop a twenty on him, that's some head-bands, **** (That's some head-bands)

He ain't drop nothin' but a diss, but he got dead friends (This **** got dead men)

I don't put nothin' but my blood before these dead men (Before these dead men, ****)

Don't put nothin' but my bitch before these dead men

Put nothin' but my— before these—, uh-huh

Put nothin' but my mama before these dead men, ****

Got a switch, I'll leave you dead, man

Put nothin' but my chopper before these dead men, **** (Twenty on him, that's some head-bands, ****)

Denim Tears, I ain't shed nan' (Brrat, brrat)

Pussy, fuck **** (On God)

Free Trillz, ****, free Sosa

You know what the fuck goin' on, ****, YRB shit run the world, bitch