[Intro]

Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm

Yeah, ahem, yeah

[Verse 1: babyman & rexv2]

I'll be damned if I stop now 'cause I got too much class to drop out

Niggas like 12, they cop out, but I'm rushin' like I'm from Moscow

So first class, the shit I shout, I ball hard, don't need no scout

Diamond ring, but it's fuck a spouse, to the class I say my vows

Do you get tired of being on the couch? (Uh-huh)

He say it's beef, turn him to a cow

I'm just better, don't mean to be proud

I look down to you so much, I slouch

So first class, take into account

Can't be half of me, not even a ounce

Shit get deep, you might drown

Walking Dead how I came out the ground, but I'm not a Zombie

They ain't have got a clue that I got more blues than Bonnie

I don't play cat games like Jerry, nigga, I come through with thе Tommy

So many drugs, niggas think we marchin', bet we could go to war with thе Spartans

I got juice, but I'm not carton

You will get soda popped with the Carbon

Peep baby, that nigga just charted

Niggas go down, and then I get started

So much green like I grew a garden

Nigga, I'm in a whole different margin

Think I went soft like a carpet (Uh-huh)

Call me James the way y'all harden (Uh-huh)

You will get leashed for all of that barking

Animal cruelty, turn you to a carcass

Come my way, tryna be tough

Make him reverse like he back in parking (Uh-huh)

Bitch, I'm chosen, I'm the reincarnation of Moses, said the people

Check my dosage 'cause I'm lethal

If you take me, it won't be a sequel

Bitch, I'm evil, I'm like white people in the '60s, we not equal

Bitch, it's baby, I am not fetal

I will poke niggas like a needle

I will rock niggas like the Beatles

Think he hot shit, we gon' freeze him

On a strict diet, I got so many bars, bitch, I eat 'em

Then I broke out like a nigga just got freedom (Hm), come meet 'em

I'm unchained, sorry when I said I would change for you 'cause I'm unchanged

Niggas mundane (Uh), think I'm shakin' his hand with the right, nigga, then the gun bang (Gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 2: rexv2]

The-the— the-them boys with me

We hop out the Bentley, boy, yeah, this a Mulsanne, yeah (Hop out the Bentley, hop out)

Pull up and we snatchin' your crew chain

Young nigga, sorry, but that's how we do things

Du— du-dunk on a nigga like flu game

Pockets on Crip Walk, wrist on Blueface ('Face)

Geeked off, too loud, it's too late

Gettin' fucked up off drank, not Kool-Aid (Drank)

Why the fuck you tryna cop a 1.5? You Emmanuel Mudiay (No)

I know they can't see through the tint of my ride (Frr), they ain't know who to spray

Pay-paycheck ain't even clear, can't clear my mind, fucked up my mood today (Yeah)

And I know this bitch gon' choose, but she want Ruth's, so I got some blues to pay

​baby evil, I'm immoral

Pick your side like Yanny or Laurel

His body outside like found on the floor

She think you a'ight, but she act like I'm royal

Bought a grip (The grip), that shit came with like two extra clips

It was part of my order (Two what?)

Keep a stick (Stick), I'm in Beverly

Too many sticks like a [?] hoarder (Bitch)

Shoot a bitch (Shoot a bih'), Michael Porter (Fah)

Spanish plug just broke in from the border

Made one call (Call up)

And they uppin' the shank, better hope your ass don't get cornered (Get cornered)

Open the DAW, make a hit, hop off, then go fuck my bitch, I'ma spoil her

You thinkin' your rock (You rock)

You get cooked with the chop, this thirty get hot, it's a boiler (It's a boiler, nigga)

[Outro: rexv2]

Pussy ass