[Intro]

Ouu 2X you know what I’m saying I ain’t even gotta count this shit n****,

if it ain’t right then it ain’t right n****

(Racks n****)

(Brrr)

[Chorus]

Aye, aye bitch I’m doing good, no I’m doing great(aye)

Brand new drake a pitbull this b**** a jump a gate (brrr)

In the hood shootin craps b**** section 8 (jugg)

Aye this ain’t lil Caesar’s this a bigger plate

Aye Ruth’s Chris, new b****, too turnt drew shit

Rob a n**** bare face n**** ain’t gon do shit

Chef boyardee aye unc cookin D

aye bitch ——

Aye 2 I’m pushing P

[Verse 1]

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye bitch shut the fuck up

Hit a brick with some scissors yeah **** finna cut up (cook up)

2 I’m goin green where my mother fuckin putta (aye)

Club like I’m golfing(ouu) Jugg way in Austin (jugg) Ball like Jaylen Brown(aye) play way in Boston

I just got a load (load), fuck around lost it

2 a black migo, plug call me mijo (ouu)

I can get a kilo, turn one to three hoe(cook up)

Jugg Jugg Jugg bitch a heart attack (aye)

You ain’t really catchin juggs that’s yo patna pack

Unc gon make it snow, with that powda pack (ouu)

I can see the future, with these Prada glasses,

New birkin bitch working spot look like a damn circus, Take a bitch — chop her up like a damn surgeon, She ain’t pushin P, she pushin body my bitch is damn perfect,

Aye 2 I’m super slimey, like a damn serpent

[Chorus]

Aye, aye bitch I’m doing good, no I’m doing great(aye)

Brand new drake a pitbull this b**** a jump a gate (brrr)

In the hood shootin craps b**** section 8 (jugg)

Aye this ain’t lil Caesar’s this a bigger plate

Aye Ruth’s Chris, new b****, too turnt drew shit

Rob a n**** bare face n**** ain’t gon do shit

Chef boyardee aye unc cookin D

aye bitch ——

Aye 2 I’m pushing P

[Verse 2]

Got a bad bitch swear that I’m an as***le

If I really put it on her she gon spazz for it

Ran up 30 in a day what ima lie for?

This a rollie on my wrist, what you gon die for it?

Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth

Got a young turnt n**** that’ll turn ya loose

If she look then she took n**** let her choose

Yeah we The Winning Team we can’t f**** lose

Aye aye aye aye bitch I’m thumbin blues

Aye red eye geeked up b**** get in tune

Yuh we the fu**** ones we is not the twos

Flex some muscle on a brick b**** I’m Terry Crews

(Fah fah fah fah) He done made the news

Yuh rollie yacht master come and take a cruise

Hit that button on that Glock ‘fore I take a snooze

31 and the Glen like a pair of shoes

[Chorus]

Aye, aye bitch I’m doing good, no I’m doing great(aye)

Brand new drake a pitbull this b**** a jump a gate (brrr)

In the hood shootin craps b**** section 8 (jugg)

Aye this ain’t lil Caesar’s this a bigger plate

Aye Ruth’s Chris, new b****, too turnt drew shit

Rob a n**** bare face n**** ain’t gon do shit

Chef boyardee aye unc cookin D

aye bitch ——

Aye 2 I’m pushing P