[Verse 1: Endoh]
They hatin' on me, I'ma still die rich
That's yo' girl? I'ma steal that bitch
I'm gettin' in bed, she feelin' it
.223, you gon' feel that shit
Never back down from no mission, if I start, I'm finishin'
Took a break and I came back, It's like I never left
I'm tryna get my mama a mansion, she won't never stress
I been up for half a week, I swear I never rest
Yo' favorite rapper really dookie, ain't no Johnny Test
Woah

[Verse 2: Izaya Tiji]
Look at that boy, he a clone
Lets hit a lick, my n***a [?]
Buyin' a Tes', it's not slow
Wit' new carbon wit' .44's
I die rich 'cause that's what I chose
I give the Perc's to my bros
He talkin' shit and that's all I know
Need some pockеts, it's my load

[Verse 3: Endoh]
Hell no, hell no, hell no
Smokin' gas fuckin' up ozone
Only want the head, don't want yo' hoe
He don't want no problems, he talk to this pole
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
That's yo' bitch, she gon' throw that ass
I don't want it, just want the head
You snitched boy, you a fuckin' fed
[Verse 4: Izaya Tiji]
Woah
Woah (Ooh)
Walk in the trap and I walk on the set
Two hoes, 'cause I don't give a flip
G.I.P cap on ya', GIP
I get the money she'll give me a kiss
Helmut Lang, mix it with the [?]
Look at yo' boyfriend, he so hit
Yeah, yeah, I really can't fuck this up (No)
Yeah, I really can't fuck this hoe
Uh, I think I love this one
Yeah, I gotta stay ten toes 'cause—
That's how I was raised lil' bru'
I'm in the bnb so stuck (Woah-woah-woah)
Two twin Glocks like I'm Chuck (What)

[Refrain: Endoh]
I ain't ya' friend, I ain't goin' for that
Bitch I'm dnd and you know that's a fact
Glock with the beam, I can't lack
You fakin' boy, I know that's a act
I ain't ya' friend, I ain't goin' for that
Bitch I'm dnd and you know that's a fact
Glock with the beam, I can't lack
You fakin' boy, I know that's a act
[Verse 5: Endoh]
Die young, what I'm mean to do
[?] in my fanta
Bad bitch, she a dancer too
Think she came from Atlanta
Zay you got anymore Activ'?
Bad bitch and I pass her
I ain't even mean to say that
I said she bad but I gassed it

[Verse 6: Izaya Tiji]
Yeah, so high on the moon (Hahaha)
Just sold that lil' boy some shrooms
She done had his baby, ok cool
Moncler 'cause I can't get cool
You know that I'm that soldier dude
Yeah, runnin' from the wee-woo
Now you know I gotta stay true
Some shit I don't gotta clue
And gotta make them, money moves
Stand on my money, not standing on stool
I put the xans, in my shoe
Go 'head boy but you know how I do
Frontlines man, I can't lose (Yeah)
What? He want some smoke, I'm like who? (Yeah)What? He want some smoke, I'm like who? (Yeah)
What?
[Outro: Endoh & Izaya Tiji]
Yeah, (Pew) ayy, (Woah) yeah-yeah, (Grraa, woah) fa-fa-fa (Yeah, woah)
Ayy, she gon' throw it around for me and [?], yuh
(Throw it while I'm pourin' this juice, woah, yeah, woah)
Ayy, that's yo' bitch, why she suck me up?
(Uh-huh, woah, uh)
She gon' dance on me, she gon' fuck it up (Up-up-up)
(Uh-uh)
No-no, woah-woah
(Woah, phew-phew-phew)
No-no, woah-woah
(Mm-mm, mmh-mmh)
Ayy, yeah, yeah
(Ahh)
Yeah, yeah
(Ah, ahh)
Yeah
(Yeah)
(Phew, grraa)