[Intro]

Paid the whole bill, your bitch said you the split it type (Jay, this shit too crazy)

Poor-ass lil' boy

Yeah

Huh

[Verse 1]

Paid the whole bill, your bitch said you the split it type

Demons all around me, prayer'd up, I ain't living right

Unky got some bully off the leash, had to hit it twice

Darrelle Revis, pick you off you try and pick a fight

Nice guy, you really can't tell cause my mug mean

Chain water, diamonds dancing, gleaming off the sun beams

Talking 'bout you sipping mud, where, dude? Your cup clean

I been getting money since before my phone was touchscreen

Star player, boy, I hope the haters got the front seat

Monkey D. Luffy, I'm in my duffy off of One Piece

Shout out to that BIN, fire six, all my dumps heat

Heard doggy undercover, 21 Jump Street

Flying 'round with sticks, like a witch, shit get wicked quick

Get the head, then like a chip, bitch, I'm finna dip

Twenty-eight Amiris, tryna get the dog shit to fit

Laying in the ditch, face split, that's what snitches get

Double cup, deuce of Wocky, nah, this ain't Biggby's coffee

Unky got a kennel in the kitchen, it's 'bout fifty doggies

Touchdown, call ocky, tell him get them giffies off me

Nike Tech vet, I done ran through like sixty joggers

Southpaw, hit the self scan, jabbing with my right

Sending bitches in, like, "You gotta jam it, then you swipe"

Worth a mill' ticket when I'm standin' by a mic

Why you talkin' 'bout some money? Never had it in your life

[Interlude]

Man, don't be mad at me

That's a personal problem

Fix that shit

ASAP

Phew

Hey

[Verse 2]

Multi-colored diamonds in the chain, this bitch tie dye

Talking 'bout he made a ten ball, you want a high five?

Walking through the function, all the bitches got the side eye

V12, push the pedal once, you see me fly by

Amiri sneaks with the skeleton, I look like Dry Bones

Rap star, made my first five off an iPhone

Thirty ball, quick turn around, ain't have to drive long

Frozone, slide down, buffs and my ice on

Blue wide body, doggy thought he seen the state troopers

'Til we hopped out, Glocks out, I'm with face shooters

I been talking huge shit since a grade schooler

State to state cracking cards, never been a 'caine mover

I was down bad, but ma dukes made a table turner

Bitch, we on top like the stove and we came with burners

Hit your bitch, I'm in her walls like a cable worker

Heard doggy song, he should've named it the greatest purper

Bitch, shoes Dior, jeans RtA

Slide this way, boy, I hope you got an army tank

Paid a few months of your rent on these Carti frames

Riding 'round with a doll, yeah, a Barbie thing

Hustle lacking, you will never touch the court again

Made a play today, that just means I got some more to spend

You gon' beat your bitch ass you find out we more than friends

In the fast lane, burning rubber, headed towards the M

[Outro]

Ayy, ShittyBoyz