[Intro]

(Ayo, Chang, turn that up, boy)

Yeah, turn it up, Chang

Ayy, ayy

(Hokatiwi)

You did yo thing on this bitch, Hokatiwi

I wouldn't lie to you

Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz

[Verse]

Huh, metal arm on me, bitch, I'm bionic

I was at the opp block, you won't slide on it

I-94, Hellcat, watch me fly on it

Turned off yo song, you was talking 'bout my life on it

That ain't my dick, it's a Desert Eagle

Punched the kicks, now I step illegal

She can do the good girl act but the head a demon

Hit Lenox Square, spend ten, heavy press in Neiman's

Ma'am, calm down, you gon' have to send ten

Apple Watch with a dub on me, feel like Ben 10

I could be a dime short, wouldn't need yo ten cents

Wouldn't be a dime short, pocket full of dead friends

I'm with Dee, bitch, I know you got some freak friends

Talking 'bout Backpack Boyz but I see stems

Scared of who? Doggy, everybody bleed red

Speaking of that blood, I'm a shark in that deep end

Tryna ride the wave? You better grab a snorkel

I just turned my phone plug to an Apple orchard

Wocky got my cup dark, this ain't Captain Morgan

Vlone Runtz, big breaths gon' attack my organs

Took yo bitch to the mall just to watch me shop

Then it's to the backshots vid', come and watch me pop

Huh, kill me? Yeah, probably not

Red bottoms stomp, now he got a Lil Yachty top

Shoes with the scuff marks, footwork Golden Goose

Can you dunk that bitch if I throw the 'oop?

Airbnb out of town with a ocean view

Took a risk, now my chips up like a poker room

Talk crunch and spice, sauce and tortilla chips

Foreign-ass shoes with the spikes, that's a FIFA kick

I'ma go and hit yo bitch soon as this Visa hit

Talking 'bout some bundles? Bitch, you better a dick

Running 'round throwing bullets, Randall Cunningham

Talking 'bout I'm broke? LOL, we have a funny man

Won't say shit, if it's up, Stan'll bust yo head

Bro said he sick of the cook, grab the Gushers then

One out of one, it ain't two, it ain't three

Told her, "It's the pape', it ain't you, it ain't me"

Why would I pay? I can do it for the free

Bitch called me "bae", almost threw her out the Jeep

2020 with the roar, this a Trackhawk

Whole lot of sticks and ice, we the Blackhawks

Pulled the money counter out, we can have a stack off

Boy, I need five hunnid bucks for the jack sauce

For that money I know people turn to grave diggers

Is you gon' blow the game if you get that game winner?

Young thousandaire, I'ma crank it up to eight figures

I can make a dub pop up, I'm a pape' wizard

Pray to God but I got some demons right on me

In a desert road running, feeling like the Coyote

Twelve Apple jacks, fuck a slice, got a pie on me

She a whole fan, bitch fainted, almost died on me

BAPE shorts, chopstick, in the jungle, man

Ten on me on P-Rock, me and ScrumbleMan

Flash twelve hun' from that check? You a fucking ham

Dre made ten twice, he the Double-Double Man

Came up stealing like Tony Allen

Steak bites? Mm-hmm, throw 'em in my salad

Feel like Kang, up the fire, throw 'em in a casket

I don't wash clothes, have my maid throw 'em in a basket

I done hit any bitch that I done wanted to

Looking at my dubs, damn, man, I want 'em blue

Hit a bitch but her friend? Man, I want her too

Watch yo mouth when you talk to Reese 'cause he wanna shoot

Zazas change how the fuck I breathe a little

Make her put her head down then she eat a little

Got it out the mud, feeling like a cleat a little

Mean-mug when I'm out, I don't speak, for real

Can't keep a bitch 'cause I cheat a little

Ran it up, had to learn to use my feet a little

Talking 'bout "cuz"? Bitch, can you think a little?

Bitch called me "GOAT", got me thinking that I'm sweet, for real

[Outro]

Ayy

Like I'm sweet a little

I feel like a cleat a little

Man

ShittyBoyz, I'm 'bout to turn this bitch, I swear to God

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz