Chorus (2IC):
When you on a track, the shit a crawl
Don’t even know why you came in at all
Itty bitty diamonds on you, you don’t ball
No, you can’t reach my coattails, nothing on me
When you on a track, the shit a crawl
Don’t even know why you came in at all
Itty bitty diamonds on you, you don’t ball
No, you can’t reach my coattails, you ain’t worthy
Verse 1 (2IC):
I feel like Phineas Fogg, I got bitches from around the world
I need my ice or I’ll get withdrawals, in moderation or I’ll drown your girl
My bitches messy but built like athletes, fucking every boy I see at all-star track meets
Cheerleaders loving my shit, I’m happy- only couch I’m on’s for casting
Five Guys on me, I like burger- wait, Five Guys on me, I like sex
Five Guys on me see the pyrite on me, think it’s fake, so the price tag is next
Built like a concave, it make me convex, I’m McCauly Culkin on ket
Until she call me, I drink and go zombie, swagged out like a commie, we ain’t fucking nyet (woo!)
Pulling up in suicide booths, bitches tryna ball but I supply hoops
Newsflash in thigh high guy news- if you ain’t yet, you should try dudes
In dry news, you dropped a tape, see how far the petty bitchy drama takes
I fight people, like real people, keep sonning bitches at Osama rates, little bitch
Chorus (2IC):
When you on a track, the shit a crawl
Don’t even know why you came in at all
Itty bitty diamonds on you, you don’t ball
No, you can’t reach my coattails, nothing on me
When you on a track, the shit a crawl
Don’t even know why you came in at all
Itty bitty diamonds on you, you don’t ball
No, you can’t reach my coattails, you ain’t worthy
Verse 2 (clxdyz_):
Motherfuckers ain’t be honest
I’m not even callin
Bitch, send the beat, I’m on it
Man, don’t be tryna start shit
Man, don’t be tryna harness that power, you ain’t on it
These bitches lyin for it, these boys be wantin more shit
Bitch I know I’m on a roll, I got my homies set my tone
Get you striked down like it’s a drone
Bitch I do that shit like I’m Yachty, don’t lie to my fans cause i ain’t Yandhi
I’m riding that beat like it’s a Harley, I write these lyrics, ain’t just a hobby
Uh, yeah- I get shit around the globe, you make it feel like hell
These boys wanna copy my swag but they just gon need help
Only been doing this for a year, I give em hell, give em hell
Chorus (2IC):
When you on a track, the shit a crawl
Don’t even know why you came in at all
Itty bitty diamonds on you, you don’t ball
No, you can’t reach my coattails, nothing on me
When you on a track, the shit a crawl
Don’t even know why you came in at all
Itty bitty diamonds on you, you don’t ball
No, you can’t reach my coattails, you ain’t worthy