Uh, uh-huh, yeah, uh, uh

Bullets clap, the snare drum (Bah, bah), Backwoods, redrum (Come on, uh-huh, yeah)

Oh, what's that? Thought a broke cracker said somethin' (Uh-huh)

Tried rolled the dope, off the lean, feel like my hands numb (Uh)

Put her on her back, punch this dick into her damn gut (Come here)

I just had a threesome with a good girl and a damn slut (Frrt)

I ain't police, but you can go 'head, put your hands up

Used to fuck this bougie bitch 'til she got skinny off the tan stuff (Uh, come on, uh)

Yeah, come on

Hit the Louis store for all the times rockin' AND1 (Uh-huh, yeah)

She say she do OnlyFans, told her put her cam on (Slick shooter)

I'm on Live at 3 a.m., all the opps ain't fans of (All the opps ain't fans of)

I just poured a deuce of that purple in my fountain (Into my fountain)

Turn you to a ghost when we hoppin' out that Phantom (Hoppin' out that Phantom)

Fuck her on a boat, said she went and called me handsome (Went and called me handsome)

With the pendant on that throat, I might go ahead and spend somethin' (I might go ahead and spend somethin')

What, you want some coates? Baby girl, you lookin' expensive (Damn)

A Moncler coat, diamonds poppin' out, it dancin' (Uh)

Took a flight to Maryland, I don't know no Manson (I don't know no Manson)

He want me to spin for his family, I'll take that ass for ransom (Uh-huh)

I got an infection, I keep on goin' viral (I keep on goin' viral)

I just want the box, baby, I don't want no title (I don't want no title)

Every time I fuck you, bae, that pussy gettin' tighter (Pussy gettin'— uh)

We the ones on beef, guess that's why they call us sliders (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm ridin' 'round with this ten mil' 'cause they don't wanna see me win

Pick me up some juice from granny's, on my granny, keep two FNs (On my granny)

I got a million, brodie got a million, so I call him twin (Frrt, beep, beep)

No Lil Uzi, I keep Uzi because all my friends are dead

Baow

I don't know why these goofies callin' now, tryna see how I been (Ha, ha)

Why you competin' with your homie? How can I call you my friend? (How?)

I'm a GLO man runnin' the trap and lit shit up when it got dim (Trap, trap or die)

Your brother died, your bitch ass cried and you ain't even try to spin (Scoom, scoom, scoom)

I was on the bend twenty-eight months, cut off the bracelet, spent twenty-eight hundred (On God)

Shootin' the clutch, monkey nuts, they bound to hit, the chop' hold a hundred (Shoo, shoo, shoo)

I got the Thraxx, the packs like Rugrat, yeah, they go for nineteen hundred (Let's go, nine, nine)

Shorty ain't got no screws, was born to scoom, fucked up a family function (Screws, screws)

Went to Miami to get my shorty veneers, now she ain't sayin' nothin' (Skeet)

I spent like ten on teeth, thirty on clothes, but with the lawyers spent like a hundred (Damn)

I was in that dungeon, called my homie for fifty, he ain't press the button

You over thirty, I'm a thirty-eight baby, you twenty-somethin', blow you down with the button (Brrt, brrt)

My slatt, my slime, Jake the Rattlesnake and my Rugrats come through buggin' (Slatt, slatt)

I was out West off the X, Flat Gang, yeah, it's bussin' (It's bussin', bussin')

Me and Almighty in the hive, I was fried with my buzzin' (I'm high)

I was slidin' with the guys, throwin' Bs, I was buzzin' (Bs, Bs, pfft)

Folks said he leavin' all blood on the rug, shit was rugged (Pfft)

It's a cracker with a micro Draco, two fifties, a hundred (Ah, ah)

Free 22, shots in the car, it's like six hundred (Free 22)

Brrt