[Intro: Luhh Dyl]
Mm, yeah
Huh, slow down
Uh-huh, come on

[Verse 1: Luhh Dyl]
Black truck ridin', four-five on side (Huh, huh)
Two hoes on me, one Black, one blonde
Two poles on me, I'm damn near blind
I don't like to throw no titles out, but she damn near mine
I only took one hit of the— but I'm damn near flyin'
Shit, I'm damn near gone
Touch me, 5'll crack your bones
I done been in Chase so many times, that's damn near my home
I done gave out pape' so many times, I'm damn near a loan
Slow down, Dyl, okay
Bitch, get out my way if you don't look like Coi Leray
I'm the type to take a distribution and go MIA
Two big bald n***as at my gate so they know where I stay
Push up, then you dead
I was broke, now I'm fed
She make me skeeyee, Sexyy Red
Catch an opp, let the chop fill up his body like he Ted
I don't need no ghostwriter, I'll stab him with this lead, yeah

[Interlude: Luhh Dyl & Veeze]
Mhm, huh, huh, huh
Gang, gangerski (Slow down)
Best rapper alive in this bitch, n***a (Hmm, mm-mm-mm)
Yeah, okay (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Veeze & Luhh Dyl]
Dressin' like a model, n***a (Gang), rappin' just my second job (Yeah)
I'm the one gon' run it up, n***as be known for runnin' up (They do)
Sippin' on that Texas, it got me throwed, you'd think I'm C.J. Stroud (Ugh, ugh)
Walk inside my closet, learn a language, you might cross the border (Haha)
Bitch, I'm not your baby father, richer than your favorite uncle (Frrt, beep)
Tomorrow, I just might pull a Phantom out 'cause it's gon' rain tomorrow (It's gon' rain tomorrow)
Boy, I just might pour an eight like Kobe when he was wearin' Jordan (Swish)
Lil' bro, pass the scissors, I'm cuttin' off all these bitches don't offer nothin' (Slide, slide)
What ho that's in my DNA? (Yeah), fuck, then ghost her, made her hate me (Fuck, then ghost)
It look like it's Presidents Day 'cause I got all these Benjamin Franklins (Beep-beep)
Text that bitch I love her too, text her back like, "I'm just playin'" (Haha)
N***as' pockets zero dollars, call that shit a Jayson Tatum (Broke-ass n***a)
N***a, I don't want no key to the city, I want a thousand grams (Skrrt)
New bag in, I'm taxin' for that shit, call us Uncle Sam (N***a, I'm taxin')
I done stepped on the work before you got it, I'm two steps ahead (Get it?)
I can't even be myself no more out loud, these n***as be takin' swag (Yeah)
Wavy Navy Taliban (Lil' n***a), five bands, tappin' heads (Broke n***a)
Never wear Amiri again, n***a, that's for lil' kids (Shit for broke n***as)
You don't wanna lose your ho, your best bet keep her in the crib (Keep her in the crib, uh-huh)
Same day that you dropped the blender, same day that she let me hit (Slow down, haha)

[Verse 3: Luhh Dyl]
Same day that I hit them bitches up, the same day you got spint
Park the whip, grab the jacks from the store and get 'em same-day shipped (Slow down)
Unc' just got a brand-new script, tap in, this shit go quick
Told they ass, "Come on," so many times, I threw it on my kit (Slow down)
Ten hoes and one of me, bitch, let me breathe
Bitch thought she came over for Veeze, she pulled up and seen me
Out of town, I crashed a Range Rover, next day, came AMG
N***as postin' tracks off some of Amiris, they drip be ABC