(Verse 1)

This is a stick up

Bitch don't hiccup

Why you crying here's a tissue

Why you acting like I miss you?

Why you get quiet after I dissed you?

I dipped cause you kept complaining

So I went to the PARTYNEXTDOOR and all we did was preach

Security breach

Booty over there looking like a peach

Shit I'm flossing like I'm Yeezus

Shooting like Arenas

You messed up baby should've never let anything get between us

Say what's up to Serena while I'm playing tennis in Venice

Last time I checked the news they said that he was a menace

He started a riot

So much gold on him he look like a pirate

I fly to Ohio I stay at the Hyatt

Maybe Bray Wyatt

But I don't mess wit the WWE or maybe Nikki Bella

I rock wit my fellas

This is a stick up that's what I told the broke ass teller

Fuck wit your family call me Jerry Heller

Bitch couldn't see me or here me I guess she Helen Keller

(Hook)

Dope shit

Dope whips

All we do is get lit

Dope shit

Dope whips

Tommy gun don't get it

(Verse 2)

This is a stick up

Nigga you needa get your bricks

Swerving in a all black phantom

Dope ass shit that's the mothafucking anthem

Fetti on Fetti like I'm Playboi Carti

Shit sorry I was tardy for the party

I was popping (e) in the fucking back

Like popping xans and the ass so fat

Ass so fat its like a widescreen

Purple and pink like I'm fucking sipping lean

What you mean hoe I'm the mothafucking king

DJ Khaled

Come over here and kiss the rings

Finessing wit that Tommy Hilfiga

Bitch you already know I'm that nigga

Bryson Tiller swerving in the mothafucking rar

Shit gonna get scary when they drop that shit in March

(Hook)

Dope shit

Dope whips

All we do is get lit

Dope shit

Dope whips

Tommy gun don't get it