[Intro: YoshiGoCrazy]
(Feel that shit)
I gotta get into my cocky stage like when I'm 'bout to fuck a bitch
Ayy

[Verse 1: YoshiGoCrazy]
She suck me and bro, man, I think this bitch retarded (Stupid)
Pistol on the hip when I step inside the party
Let a n***a feel like he the hawk and get departed
I'm that one n***a, I'll leave you where you started, n***a
Flatscreens, marble floors over chandeliers
When I'm ridin' to the crib, I be dodgin' deers (Skrrt)
Automatic Tesla, I don't even steer
Bet this bitch leave your ass when I switch the gear
Hatе bum-ass n***as, why y'all hatin' on me?
Been gettin' a lot of neck, your bitch waitin' on mе
Fuckin' n***as' baby mama, the tape's on me
I got bitches chasin' dick from A to Z
I got 'bows comin' in from A to Z
.223s, TEC-9s and K's with me
I just fucked another cougar, her age unique
20K in a month what she paid to me
N***a, stop boostin'
These n***as steal a lot, need to stop lootin'
Graduated from that trap, I'm a top student
Gettin' rich off white bitches, I am not clueless
On the road with that dog, I am not Scooby
Used to be the underdog, I'm on top, goofy (I'm on top, goofy)
Five-six-seven-four, don't get mobbed, goofy
Fuckin' on you n***as' hoes, they can't stop choosin'
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
It's your bitch, but that's my coochie
On a jet blower watchin' like time movin' (It's cool)
Ride around with that Mickey tryna find Goofy
Gotta stop smackin' n***as, they might try and sue me (For real, though)
Live like a boss, die like a boss, free 80s
He playin' with my cream, now that n***a cremated
I ain't mean to whip out on your bitch, I think the weave made me
All it took a Wendy's 4 for 4, then she ate me
All a sudden, all these cousins all type of relations
Man, these n***as couldn't even fuck with the teenagers
Hit a n***a top, four-five with green lasers
Better ride with a helmet on like a speed racer (Ayy, ayy)
I'm tryna tell 'em, yeah
Big ladder on the hammer, tryna nail him, ayy
I'm in Gucci wearin' Louis V, they kinda jealous, yeah
Draco clip got a curl on it, call it Elvis
Ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Most these n***as y'all think tough scared of me
I'm with three steppers, [?]
Bought my bitch some new ass and titties, she baggin' with me
In Magic City heavier than a bag of pennies
Look, don't ask me if I got strap, n***a, everdili
Like Glorilla, out the window with ratchets with me
Yeah, I dripped her in Chanel, but my jacket Fendi
She gon' put me on her wheel like a hamster, n***a
[Outro: Cash Kidd]
Yeah, all that shit don't rhyme
Know your bitch be lyin'
Still tryna cuddle with me
He just posted his bitch ass, he look so familiar
Five, six, seven, [?]