[Intro]

"My father was a drinker and a fiend. One night he goes off crazier than usual. He turns to me and he says, 'Why so serious?'"

(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)

[Verse 1: BabyTron]

Voice kinda raspy, off a eighth of Runtz and deuce of Wock'

Mister Get It In, I'll probably make a dub by two o'clock

Told the Somerset Gucci I need all the shoes and socks

Feeling Japanese, when it's beef, I gotta use the chop

Lying 'bout what's in yo coffee cup, that's a ice cap

Fuck a pair of buffs, brodie sliding, tryna life snatch

He was off the drugs, took his kit, that's a hijack

Heavy load, ran it up so quick, I need a ice pack

[Verse 2: TrDee]

Sick as hell we still balling, living like The Flu Game

Dog Shit Militia, sorry, I don't carry loose changе

Told her bring her friends and shе pulled up with a D Wade

Three-piece, let him figure out who giving who brain

Stack it if I fall, I know Benji gon' come pick me up

Talking 'bout her ex? I told that bitch I do not give a fuck

On a different mission, on my mind is just to run it up

Feel like Scissorhands from the way I'm always cutting up

[Verse 3: BabyTron]

Feel like switching hands, paint stepping like I'm Mike Jordan

Seen an opp and beat him, could've killed him, that's just light horsage

Talking 'bout I'm up a hunnid? Better times four it

Forgiatos, on that fast thang, I only ride foreigns

Bro got the Gucci belt, he got some bodies under it

If I'm in the club, bitch, it's probably thundering

Unky spot up on that corner shooting, Robert Covington

High as hell, taking puffs, sipping Wocky, hovering

[Verse 4: TrDee]

Catch him out and we gon' give him shots just like it's CVS

She don't suck no dick? I sent her home just like I'm DPS

I'm sick yo brother folded like a 3DS

She like, "Dee, you bet not do the dash, you gon' get me wet"

All this money 'round, it just seem like you don't wanna eat

Wasn't in the kitchen but I swore I still took the heat

I'ma start to think you really slow, you cuff another freak

She gon' let me fuck because she like the way I rap on beats

[Verse 5: BabyTron]

I don't think I'll ever sell a gram, I'm a scam addict

Running off? I'ma add the flash and point the MAG at him

Star player, getting buckets, I be stat packing

Sushi roll in the Ksubi jeans, it got my pants sagging

[Verse 6: TrDee]

Pulled up for a physical, this bitch is always feeling me

Stan punched a stock, I'm tired of this bitch kicking me

You won't see me out because I'm somewhere where the chicken be

Diamonds really dance, almost had the strippers tipping me

[Verse 7: BabyTron & TrDee]

Pull up on yo bitch, she treating dick like a lollipop

Brodie popped a Oxy' and he dizzy off a Wocky pop

She a bad kid with the head, got some messy top

When I seen her out, she was ugly like a lefty shot

Leave an F imprinted on yo face off these Fendi flops

He acting like a tough guy but I can tell he not

I don't know exactly where I'm going but it's to the top

Keep applying pressure on the daily, fuck who tell you stop