[Intro]

(Ooh, Sav killed it)

[Verse]

Hall of Fame quick draw, he couldn't even grab his blick

In the booth eleven in the morning, on my rapper tip

Tripping while it's hazardous, I fucked around and crashed the whip

I know you in the crib mad as hell you can't stack a ten

Never sold a drug but I'ma tell unc' to tap me in

Dee brought two hoes to the room, I told him tag me in

Selling sauce dead, need ten for a half of BIN

Cheap bitch got her nails done, she been happy since

Bitch, I'm Sleeve Nash, even when I'm in a wife-beater

Dropping loads off, it look like Saks hit thе dry cleaners

She startеd sucking dick for no reason, she a mind reader

Pop full of Wockhardt but my bitch a wine drinker

Crackhead ran off, I damn near blew the blow out him

All-wheel drive on the foreign, could climb a snow mountain

Fell asleep getting head but I woke up Pro counting

Thinking he got power? .50 really bring the ghost out him

Caught him drinking green and a shooter knocked the four out him

We caught him smoking Runtz, shot him up and knock the jokes out him

I could take the youngest baller out and bring the coach out him

My middle name "Active", I could run it up with no problem

I can take a pretty classy bitch and turn her to a slut

Cowabunga, on the dark web surfing with a punch

Told Dee put the steak down, he working up a gut

Apple jack breakfast but I'm finna turn 'em in by lunch

Bitch told me pull up on her then she got a lot to show

Amiris stuffed with cheese, Sauce God, got lasagna on me

I ain't bump my head in the club but got a nod up on me

Dipping with them chips, with my vatos making guacamole

My young dawgs screws loose, they riding 'round with chops and stollies

Gang dropped a pic, I'm in the caption probably dropping trophies

Bro off two fours, fade away and take the shot like Kobe

Looking at my wrist, I think it might be time to drop a Rollie

Balaclava Carhartt, pull up, make the car bark

Road running, you will never catch me in the car parked

Shooter BAPE'd up, fuck around and have a shark spark you

It's 2021, I need a interview from Nardwuar

Been chilling with the Visas, boy, I used to be a fiend to slide

Thinking in the summer I might see how that Demon ride

My east side bitch got fire head, she on demon time

You at the set with five hunnid, stay from the Neiman's side

Or, motherfucker, you gon' go broke

Cuz stomping on it barefoot, he got dope toes

You gon' need another wave, it's looking like yo boat slow

This bitch done got a couple gifts on me, she a throat GOAT

The buzzer just beeped and I been balling since the tip off

Left the money phone and came back to sixty missed calls

Walking in yo bitch crib rude, kicking kicks off

Using gang lingo? Fuck around and twist yo lips off

[Outro]

Huh, yeah

Using gang lingo? Fuck around and twist yo lips off

Real talk, you not one of us

Cut it out, man

Ayy, ShittyBoyz