[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Come on, ayy

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
These n***as winnie, I'm really shiesty with my mask on like Pooh
I got bad bitches tryna fuck with me, so who is you?
Bae, with that hairdo, it gotta be a ten to get in the coupe
Plus I got fifty on me now, I spend like half of that on shoes
You'd probably catch me where that money at
I brought a ten to the club, live in Miami, makin' it rain where it be sunny at
N***a, I always got that money with me, man, where your money at?
Man, she keep lookin' at me while I fuck it up, I told her throw it back
N***a, I told her throw it back
Man, she keep lookin' at me while I fuck it up, I told her throw it back

[Verse 1: The Godfather & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
I'm shiesty, but keep a big 30, so they don't like me (So they don't like me)
The way we take a hit, shit, they might start a new indictment
GlockBoy, I point it at TeeJaee, she got excited

[Verse 2: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Ayy, n***a, I'm shiesty, I'm slimy, boy, I be done fucked your wifey
If she keep lookin' at me while I fuck it up, I told her throw it back (Boy)
Like I play tennis and I'm mad, I just be throwin' racks (I be throwin' racks, ayy)
She know I get at all her friends, she like, "Quit doin' that"
I be tryna play some ball just like a running back (Just like a running back)
[Verse 3: The Godfather & GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Stand tall like a quarterback, the plug right where the border at
I told you this shit more than rap, bro Glocky got 50 attached
I got big money, we got it, quite a bank to water that
Man, Boom touched down, threw me twenty, you know I caught it like a pass
I met your bitch and hit her same day, I was just rubbin' on that ass
Just got to twerkin', I ain't gon' lie, shake that ass I hit the gas
Man, I got fifty of them racks on me, might blow a thirty
N***a, I'll play golf, I'll hit you with that second shot, boy, now ain't that a birdie?

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
These n***as winnie, I'm really shiesty with my mask on like Pooh
I got bad bitches tryna fuck with me, so who is you?
Bae, with that hairdo, it gotta be a ten to get in the coupe
Plus I got fifty on me now, I spend like half of that on shoes
You'd probably catch me where that money at
I brought a ten to the club, live in Miami, makin' it rain where it be sunny at
N***a, I always got that money with me, man, where your money at?
Man, she keep lookin' at me while I fuck it up, I told her throw it back (Shee)

[Verse 4: OnFully, BandGang Lonnie Bands & Eastway Santana]
I'm really shiesty off them pills, that's them 30s, I'm a drug addict (I can't stop)
Probably lose my friends, in the long run, I got bad habits
And we on the yacht, made her drive the boat, that's my lil' caddy
And no BBL, you could sit a pint on that big ol' ass
And I'm Bruce Lee with that chopstick, I'm the Last Dragon
LooseLeaf, all this motherfuckin' paper that I'm havin'
You probably got some racks around, we playin' 'round with some loose cheese
This pistol always keep my arms warm like a long sleeve
Too many pros, can't get 'em off me, I'm workin', I feel exhausted
This food'll make you OD, gotta keep it on the dog meat
This Molly so strong, gotta cut this shit with coffee
She fucked me so long, I (Mm-hmm) [?] ho with all [?]
[Verse 5: Eastway Santana]
I be fly as fuck with the F&N, I swear to God I always got it
I swear to God we fucked shit up and made a million off of safes
Just sendin' n***as in the store, bitch, I be quick to break a counter
Been had my doggies playin' fetch, bitch, I be quick to give a dog a bone
I swear to God the oppies burnt
I try to get back with this bitch, I swear to God, that shit ain't workin'
Fuck it, gotta upload dog shit and make him talk 'bout it [?]
I'll fuckin' shoot a fake vid' on the block and kill the oppies if they pop out