Whew, ayy I had lil' boy money, had to go and grow up Ayy, she got bomb head on her, but I still won't go and blow her phone up Treat the jeweler like a gym, the buffies got me toned up Said you did it, so what? You gon' have to show us I ain't lay up with yo' bitch, but I'm equipped with pro touch Sniper peepin' out they crib, he finna throw the drone up Shawty got the most to say, but she don't really know much Played it by the law, I stayed down, now I'm froze up Know some scammers loadin' up, shooters with they poles tucked Pop a P, I'm floatin', the drank I'm sippin' potent Blicky on me pokin', they don't even notice Strapped up like a Trojan, the Addy got me focused All these bitches bogus, the roll so big, can't fold it It's a blowout on the score, we leavin' them boys hopeless Why you rappin' 'bout that foreign whip? You never drove it Bro up in the store lit, the zotty got me chokin' I'm the boss, the beat done came to me for some promotion I'm all in, devoted, in first place, we golden Her pussy, yeah, I own it, my wrist, you think it's swollen It's ice chunks, it's ice chunks, it's ice chunks, I'm frozen Take a hit and hold it, the stress that I'm blowin' We caught him in the street and left him grilled right on Conan Free my unky, everyday, I check his OTIS Yo' bitch be runnin' straight to me, say you controllin' Stilpane in the soda, spike my Jones I get some game and soak it, so much of it, we coachin' Silencer up on the K, I tucked it in my Ksubi jeans Ho', that's only two, be actin' like you made the movie screen Titi in the kitchen with a book, her codename Junie B What I'm rollin' up, it's loud enough to make yo' roomie leave 'Vert, it go skrrt-skrrt Before the better start, go through the worst first Always knew I'd be a star since my first verse They prayin' on my downfall and that the curse works Put 'em in a church shirt Chew the yerc', it's chewin' back, used to that, you knew to that Brodie catchin' plays plus some jacks, let me include the hats Move the bag, you shoot the bag? Might lose the bag, but who's to blame? AP skelly cost one-fifty with no diamonds, super plain She just licked the spirit out me 'fore her Uber came And I think she boost my IQ, lil' bitch got tutor brain Glocks, chops, ARPs, and Drac's, you got a Ruger, lame Doing eighty on the interstate, this why the troopers trained Tour bus off the shroomies, now that's road trippin' Shit, I'm feelin' like the young Ye, this bitch gold diggin' They don't stand on no business, Wocky make my soul glisten Clothes vintage, I just wish I had some Act' to pour with it Cuddy ain't even got a permit, catch him on the stove whippin' Why you in yo' ho' business? Askin' did I hit the bitch, like, is the globe spinnin'? Freaky ho', she dome givin' This the Mitten, thousand-dollar coat 'cause it might snow inches I had lil' boy money, had to go and grow up Ayy, she got bomb head on her, but I still won't go and blow her phone up Treat the jeweler like a gym, the buffies got me toned up Said you did it, so what? You gon' have to show us I ain't lay up with yo' bitch, but I'm equipped with pro touch Sniper peepin' out they crib, he finna throw the drone up Shawty got the most to say, but she don't really know much Played it by the law, I stayed down, now I'm froze up Know some scammers loadin' up, shooters with they poles tucked Pop a P, I'm floatin', the drank I'm sippin' potent Blicky on me pokin', they don't even notice Strapped up like a Trojan, the Addy got me focused All these bitches bogus, the roll so big, can't fold it It's a blowout on the score, we leavin' them boys hopeless Whew, ayy, ski Luh Tyler flow, you know Ayy, hey, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, long live $cams