[Chorus: Ola Runt]
She don’t wanna catch a Uber cause my hood urban
Told her she a ten lemme, pop her like a perky
She said she wet
I just told that bitch I’m thirsty
Flooded Patek, bustdown made the jeweler nervous
I just went and put a scope on my Glock
Tug of war bring the rope on my block
Fuck this basketball wife made her pro hot
The way we locked in, you gon’ have to door knock

[Verse 1: Ola Runt]
She got a smart mouth like she went to Harvard
Graduated out them streets, n***a I’m a henchman scholar
Take that bag ovеrseas call it Guapemala
Got rich for a day like Tee Grizzlеy
Real A1 n***a like Smitty
Put my rock on ice like Diddy
Mister T, fool pitty
Hot boy but I’m a cool henchman
They tryna take me out the game but I ain’t sitting on benches
Ask my ex, I shit on bitches
Hang with a rat like the turtle snitching
Sherman Eddie Murphey chemist
Pour up a four we went to Wendy’s
Neck hurt, George Floyd
She like a Youngboy so they hate that like Floyd
Front street, you know I’m on the ave like Troy
Come out the East like Dave
Keep a fifty for the shade
Chrome Heart I love my shades
She fuck me cause I’m paid
I’m trendy, your shit late
Smoking zaza your shit shake
[Chorus: Ola Runt]
She don’t wanna catch a Uber cause my hood urban
Told her she a ten lemme pop her like a perky
She said she wet
I just told that bitch I’m thirsty
Flooded Patek, bustdown made the jeweler nervous
I just went and put a scope on my Glock
Tug of war, bring the rope on my block
Fuck this basketball wife made her pro hot
The way we locked in, you gon’ have to door knock

[Verse 2: Woo Da Savage]
Woo Da Savage, I’m a ten, just like a perc
I don’t really want no Pierre, bitch I’m sipping purp
Beat my guts, I might just squirt
I want that green like turf
I like my n***a mean, he a jerk
Trendy bitch so they lurk
Yeah they keep up
Itty bitties, I got B cups
Smoking gas, I roll reefer
Don’t make it shake like a seizure
I got good brain, I’m a smart bitch
Woo the baddest bitch, I’m ducking all these charges
I just roll up big ol’ blunts and get high like a martian
High like a star
High like a cloud
High like I’m outer space
I want that blue face
But they ain’t gotta be blue
I like you too
I ain’t that picky
I just wanna get to the loot
She think she a big stepper but I’m larger
I make you come quick like a charger
I make him buss just like a charter
That hoe or the bitch woulda barely started
[Chorus: Ola Runt]
She don’t wanna catch a Uber cause my hood urban
Told her she a ten lemme pop her like a perky
She said she wet
I just told that bitch I’m thirsty
Flooded Patek, bustdown made the jeweler nervous
I just went and put a scope on my Glock
Tug of war bring the rope on my block
Fuck this basketball wife made her pro hot
The way we locked in, you gon’ have to door knock