Chorus: WhyG
Big drip got too much swag (swag)
Big gun touch you like tag (like tag)
Big racks when I walk out the bank (racks)
No aim he shootin' blanks (no aim)
My neck glow like fish tanks (water)
My neck glow like a lamp (Brrr)
We do the shit you can't (we do)
His brick ain't got no stamp (it don't)
His brick from Trinidad (it's fake)
He cook up lose a half
My shooter NBA Draft (1st pick)
He broke he need a CAS (your broke)
She spent 10 bands on ass (10k)
And it's still a flat (no bap)
I stay with heat like pads (Lah)
Too expensive for copy cats

Verse 1: WhyG
Hear dem blue light's and I'm doin the dash
Bullets collide in your face like a crash
50k don't want my over [?]
When I squeeze it, it turn into mash
I bet I see somе more bodies like mash
Can't slow down my trap moving too fast (too fast)
[?] this icе on I change the forecast (neat)
Neat, 3k for the glizzy all cast
I cook up the dope like its kraft dinner
Back in the day we were rack spinners
Walk in my trap you see zombies, my 6th body I hit em with a .9mm
My bitch she could be on top model, your bitch could be on Jerry Springer
My gang it got more than ten killers (war)
Switch on me like its a street sweeper
I got crodies that don't rap, they just hitters and drug dealers
The way that she give me brain I feel like a mind reader (wozzle)
And I'm in the field run that shit down like a wide receiver
Every new body I catch I feel like I'm grim reaper
Chorus: WhyG
Big drip got too much swag (swag)
Big gun touch you like tag (like tag)
Big racks when I walk out the bank (racks)
No aim he shootin' blanks (no aim)
My neck glow like fish tanks (water)
My neck glow like a lamp (Brrr)
We do the shit you can't (we do)
His brick ain't got no stamp (it don't)
His brick from Trinidad (it's fake)
He cook up lose a half
My shooter NBA Draft (1st pick)
He broke he need a CAS (your broke)
She spent 10 bands on ass (10k)
And it's still a flat (no bap)
I stay with heat like pads (Lah)
Too expensive for copy cats

Verse 2: Burna Bandz
VVS VVS talk about clarity
We show no mercy the most for an enemy
That n***a [?] can't have no family
Glock with a bun we did him terribly
All of the nine cro got chemistry
I got some killers that do it for therapy
Don't ever mention me
How you gon stay broke that shit embarrassing
Bet I never see a opp in the bank
Still gon bring my stick to the bank
And I spent two bands on pants
Chrome heart shirt with the chrome hat
And I like my Glocks all back
And his brodie ain't coming back
Still screaming Free K-Sav (free k-sav)
Crodie soon get back
Bitch can't get no romance (ooh)
Why you don't keep on your pants
Ima need more rubber bands
Cause these bands keep coming in, yeah
Aimin for the win, no block that we ain't spin
Yea, all black Bentayga, tinted up can't see who in
Chorus: WhyG
Big drip got too much swag (swag)
Big gun touch you like tag (like tag)
Big racks when I walk out the bank (racks)
No aim he shootin' blanks (no aim)
My neck glow like fish tanks (water)
My neck glow like a lamp (Brrr)
We do the shit you can't (we do)
His brick ain't got no stamp (it don't)
His brick from Trinidad (it's fake)
He cook up lose a half
My shooter NBA Draft (1st pick)
He broke he need a CAS (your broke)
She spent 10 bands on ass (10k)
And it's still a flat (no bap)
I stay with heat like pads (Lah)
Too expensive for copy cats