[Verse 1: BAG SZN]
Boy better not play with my sack, I'll send the blitz on him
5.56s in the clip, blue tips on 'em
I just pulled my dick out, made your bitch put her lips on it
I think I fell in love with the Percs, they got a grip on me
I'll really pull up in an 'eater with some slips on me
My other bitch blowin' up my phone, now my bitch trippin'
The zaz' got me talkin' with a slur, I'm fuckin' up my sentences
Every n***a with me gon' shoot, we the new Pistons

[Verse 2: GrindHard E]
If you see me dolo in a car, ain't got one heat, I got a few with me
I'm still taxin' for the drank, I want two-fifty
Movin' militant when I go and slide, my n***as move with mе
Hundred shots on the K, don't need 'em all, might only shoot fifty
Ridin' with thе Glock on my lap, fuck the trunk
If it's beef, catch a n***a out and throw him in the trunk
N***a tried to dive in the water that he— ah
N***a tried to dive in the water that we in and he sunk

[Verse 3: BAG SZN]
Nah, I ain't comin' here with Kidd, but the 'fit crispy
I paid three hundred for my zip, you paid a buck-fifty
If he ain't got no cheese or no Glock, he probably not with me
On probation for the Glock, but you stupid, you think it ain't with me
This broke n***a think he fuckin' with me, must be off Whitney
This n***a E drink eights every day, how he got kidneys?
I got bitches thinkin' it's my birthday, I got that cake with me
My n***a said it's money on the floor, I brought a rake with me
[Verse 4: GrindHard E]
You would know if I fuck with you or not, I can't be fake friendly
Gotta use my hands, the money counter jammed, it took me eight minutes
I just found a new pop ain't never seen, I put drank in it
All my dirty money turned legit, I scammed the bank with it
I'm tryna fuck you with my bitch, I don't kiss and tell, baby, your secrets safe with me
I leveled up, you won't see me with a bitch that ain't pretty
My outfit cost a lot, just the shoes I got on eight-fifty
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no pape', end of discussion, I won't take you serious

[Verse 5: BAG SZN]
Talk a bitch out the head 'cause she on her period
Slapped my bitch in her mouth just for sayin', "Period"
I done popped out with bands in this— huh
I done popped out with bands in this bitch, got these n***as curious
Seventeen hundred for these Cartis, bitch, ask the jeweler
Bitch, I'm finna drop some new ice, diamonds singin' like Pooter
I'm in love with the Glocks, my bitch got a Ruger
It's only top shelf when I smoke, you blowin' on some hookah