[Intro: Yeat]
(I said put these diamonds on me, clothes too)
(I said put the jeep)
(Lukovic got beats)

[Refrain: Izaya Tiji]
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Shh-flttt)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Tsch-tsch, yeah)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-phew)
(Yeah) Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt)
(Yeah) Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt)
(Yeah) Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Tsch, tsch)


[Verse: Yeat]
(Yeah, brr)
I get these racks like I'm supposed to
You act like you supposеd to (Simp)
Yeah I get bread likе I'm supposed to (Simple)
And she suck this dick like she supposed to
These kids ain't my kids, they said they roosters
Wake up and get these racks like I'm a rooster
Yeah, wake up and get this cash, cash, cash (Let's go)
Wake up and get this bag, bag, bag (Let's go)
Yeah, all of my diamonds wet, these bitches is gon' splash (Yeah)
Messed up inna 'Vette, and just I damn near crashed
You showed me how weak your mental was, why you in the past? (Past)
I told her "Give me that mental", I don't even wanna smash
Yeah, what would you do if you was down bad with me, no cap (You were never)
Yeah I guarantee you were never high, you would never last
We were racing in the 'Vette, I closed my eyes, and went up in last (Swerve)
She was ridin' on my dick, and I was high so I laughed
Money tall, this shit not itty, I'm in a car, this bitch a Wrath
And this bitch has really made me mad, I pulled up and bitched her out
Yeah they said I wouldn't be shit, so I told them to pull up and kiss my house (Yeah)
They said "How you do that shit, how you do that man?" I had some style (How?)
They say "How you did that shit when you didn't have cash?" It took a while
And I know that bitch was mad, so I looked back and gave her smile
How you stay hating, so childish, just saying what you want (Why)
If I emptied all my pockets, I'd still be worth more than your mom (Yeah)
Yes that go for you suburban kids that think you from the slums (Yeah)
I had to get up off my ass, ain't nobody did the shit I done
(Yeah)
[Refrain: Izaya Tiji]
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Shh-flttt)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Flttt-flttt, flttt)
Pussy, I just skrt' on these thots, yeah (Tsch-tsch, yeah)

[Verse 2: Izaya Tiji]
[?] too gone off the drugs so he can't run from the cops
I just hop in that Benz, yeah, and skrt' off on these lil' thots
Yeah she fuck with the lights on, baby the [?]
I need to take you to the A' baby, pull up in the Maybach, [?] put it on me
I had a vision my [?], don't want no diamonds that's blurry
I turn the bitch upside down, just like 'flurry, fuckin' that bitch in a hurry
Some of my n***as so slime, kinda like Gary, fuck a bitch greater than [?]
Baby you can relax, I wasn't gonna beat ya' ass
I put racks up on his book like that's my brother
I put racks up on his [?] like, I was like free that
I say, "Baby I'll be back" I just skrt' on these thots
Baby I'ma be back, (Yeah-yeah) I just skrt' on these thots