(Wake up, F1LTHY)

Uh, ah

Ah, uh

Bully, bully, bully, bully

Bully, bully, bully (Yeah), bully

Back outside

Back outside

Back outside

Back outside (Fuck)

T-T-Tryna call me but she know I'm one of one

Keep on callin' 'cause she know I'm goin' up, huh

I'ma still fuck, you know I'm showin' love

Balenci' jeans cost a fuckin' Honda

Yeah, don't do no reachin'

Choppa on me, bitch, I'm ridin' with the reaper

In the foreign, yeah, I'm slidin' with the eater

You can have her back 'cause I don't wanna keep her

All my bitches bad, all my bitches bad

Prada shades on my face 'cause I'm fuckin' high

On the plane, fly as fuck, walkin' on the sky

With my gang, step outside, that's where **** hide

Bully, bully, bully, bully

Bully, bully, bully (Yeah), bully

Back outside

Back outside

Back outside

Back outside

My new bitch too fine (Chyeah, huh)

You know that I gotta slide (Chyeah, huh)

Money over bitches, every single time

I'ma beat it up but you can't be mine

Ice on me, baby, ain't no hidin' me

Huh, labels on my phone talkin' 'bout signing me

Walkin' with the baddest bitch you ever seen

Pull up with the fire on the fuckin' scene