(Woah, yeah) I was outside thuggin' with the mob (Yeah) Team no lack, yeah, we got new mops (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Bitch pulled up, "Is you fuckin' or not?", yeah I got a fast-ass ride, yeah X and the Jeep truck flyin', yeah You don't got no street cred' (Nah), no I was just duckin' from the Feds, yeah I don't care what he said, huh That ho full of tren', huh Ten racks on my teeth, yeah I'm tryna hit some heads, yeah I got blues on, lit (Yeah, yeah) I got blues on fit, yeah I got a cool five, lit, yeah You can't do that, bih', woah I'm in the trenches, huh I got my slime in the mix, huh Count up the fucked up checks, uh-huh Told the ho, "I don't care what you do" Countin' up a hunnid thou' in this room Bitch can't fake it for none Bitch can't kick it for none, yeah Run 'round, all-black gun Brand-new, brand-new VETEMENTS, yeah And I got money on the bed now, uh-huh Pourin' up, pfft, put the red down, yeah Told slime to catch up, I'm next now And my slime finna crash out, yeah Bitch actin' up, pull the bands out, ayy Bitch actin' up, pull the bands out, ayy 5.56, go through that truck (Woah, yeah) I was outside thuggin' with the mob (Yeah) Team no lack, yeah, we got new mops (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Bitch pulled up, "Is you fuckin' or not?", yeah I got a fast-ass ride, yeah X and the Jeep truck flyin', yeah You don't got no street cred' (Nah), no I was just duckin' from the Feds, yeah I don't care what he said, huh That ho full of tren', huh Ten racks on my teeth, yeah I'm tryna hit some heads, yeah I got blues on, lit (Yeah, yeah) I got blues on fit, yeah I got a cool five, lit, yeah You can't do that, bih', woah