[Part I: "Kai Cenat"]

[Intro: BabyTron]

Whew

Huh, hey

Granny think that I'm an angel, I—

[Verse 1: BabyTron & Luh Tyler]

Granny think that I'm an angel, I was born with horns

I be ballin' on these young boys, you niggas corns

How ironic that I'm drippin', came from in the storm

You can tell he ain't a shooter, just look at his form

You can tell he go to school, probably in his dorm

Me and Tron in MIA swervin' in a foreign

Big body on Collins Ave, come and hear her roar

This bitch ain't even tryna shake no ass, kick her out, she borin' (Kick her out, man)

[Verse 2: Luh Tyler & BabyTron]

(Gang)

I'm with Tron in the booth goin' back to back (Yeah)

Niggas cappin' in they raps, goin' hat for hat (Cap)

I be smokin' out the 'bow, let's go pack for pack

Pull it out and up yo' roll, let's go rack for rack

Bustdown Rollie avalanche just like Kai Cenat

Only hit the bitch one time, I won't call her back

Get the head and then I cut the strings, I can't get attached

Only right it's me, Certy and Pat, we chillin' in the trap

So many racks, why my pockets fat, they can't get no chill

Baby see my Cuban, now she tryna fuck, this bitch a gold digger

Palm Angels Moncler collab, watch the coat glitter

It's gon' be a hot summer, it's gon' be a cold winter

(On Gang)

(Yeah, yeah)

(Whew, whew)

[Verse 3: Luh Tyler & BabyTron]

Don't bring yo' ho to my show, you might get yo' bitch hit

Million-dollar deals on the table, I'm a rich kid

My nigga tryna put that brrt on a nigga biscuit

Don't try to go against the guys, boy, you don't wanna risk it

I know if I miss the shot, Tyler got the tip-in

Better duck, better get low, my shooter split wigsCatch you walkin' out the door, we don't wanna hit cribs

A million dollars, shit, check it off my wishlist

[Part II: "Old Days"]

[Intro: BabyTron & Luh Tyler]

Ayy, SBDSM

Long live $cams

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Skii

[Chorus: Luh Tyler]

Now they see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way"

Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days

Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate

It just ain't 'cause we rich, give a fuck 'bout what a ho say

They see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way"

Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days

Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate

It just ain't 'cause we rich, give a fuck 'bout what a ho say

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]

Get a look at them bands in my safe, you might pass out

Pull up to the party and we back in, we don't back out

Young nigga, I'ma bring them racks in, I'm a cash cow

I don't like when niggas get to actin' funny like they class clowns

Take a nigga bitch then treat her like a blunt, she get passed 'round

Niggas cappin' out here pullin' stunts, sit yo' ass down

Talkin' 'bout money, nigga, know I got a bunch, bring them racks out

Many niggas, they be fake and all they like to do is cap now

All these niggas do is cap, man, go and get ya hat

Pull up in that coupe like Batman, nigga, it's all black

She a eater just like Pacman, nigga, that's a nat

I'ma get up in them racks and, nigga, that's a fact

Nigga, I'ma get up, chase that dough, do that on the daily

Bitch my name ain't Captain-Save-A-Ho, I can't do no savin'

Man, I heard they tryna book me for a show, man, they gotta pay me

Everyday we chasin' money on the road, niggas really lazy

[Chorus: Luh Tyler & BabyTron]

Now they see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way"

Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days

Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate

It just ain't 'cause we rich, give a fuck 'bout what a ho say

They see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way"

Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days

Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate

It just ain't 'cause we rich, give a fuck 'bout what a ho say (Hey, hey)

[Verse 2: BabyTron]

Give a fuck 'bout what a ho think

Lil' bitch all up on my woody, call her Bo Peep

Grind equals no sleep (Grind equals no sleep)

Final drive down six, fuck around and go deep

Rockstar lifestyle, viewer discretion advised

Had to blow the whistle, doggy knew not to step on the line

When it's said and done, bet I was super ahead of my time

You gon' feel the vibe flip when them shooters steppin' inside

I can't miss a flight, nah, I do 'em a step at a time

Catch me coolin' off a deuce, like dude, that's a regular high

Baby bottles 'round like I'm a pops, we just measurin' lines

Knew I was the one, I brought it back any regular time

Me and Luh Tyler from the mitten down to Florida

All this gold got me feelin' godly, givin' out a Nora

White boy, Kyle Herder, catch me scorin' out in Georgia

Eyes low, still'll whip them fans out like Kimora

Out explorin', got my Apple Maps open like I'm Dora

Ended up in Spain, I'm out here spendin' Euros in Zamora

Lil' bitch ain't got no morals, pulled up on me, gave me oral

Cuddy off too many drugs right now, he think that he immortal

I done overdid the shrooms, think I'm sinkin' through a portal

Slidin' in the ghost, I guess the activity paranormal

Why they hatin' on us? Got it out the mud like some ogres

Heard they still nappin' on me, wake 'em up like some Folgers

You can try and fuck me over, DSM, I'm with some soldiers

Streets chilly than a bitch, but my holding cell was colder

Star player, catch a body, bet I'm still gon' sell some posters

Up and down, up and down, life really a roller coaster

Get a bitch, remote control 'er

You ain't sell no tickets, now you a promoter

Sittin' on the rim from when we had us no exposure

Off an oxycodone, boy, my shooter low composure

Do a driveby, blow the motor

Blowin' zotty, I can't stop because the sheriffs know the odor

All that actin' like the plug, boy, cut it out, I know the grower

Life gon' try to stop you at the rim, but I'm gon' throw up floaters

Is that kid gon' hit the bucket when the team up on his shoulders?

[Chorus: Luh Tyler]

Now they see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way"

Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days

Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate

It just ain't 'cause we rich, give a fuck 'bout what a ho say

They see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way"

Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days

Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate

It just ain't 'cause we rich, give a fuck 'bout what a ho say