[Chorus: buffetboyjohn & dexelz]
Yuh, in the coupe and I'm cuttin' shit up
Yuh, niggas ass need to shut that shit up
Yuh, big ole bag put that shit in a trunk
Yuh smokin' gas I be geeked is you dumb?
Me and John too geeked up
Bih' I'm high from smokin' that reefer
T-tote that pole lil chop finna eat up
T-tote that fye lil' Dex' finna heat up
[Verse: buffetboyjohn & dexelz]
Y-Yuh money count work and it's OT
Said he havin' that shit, nigga show me
I-I'm in a Benz' with SauceKill and we four deep
She seen the racks so I know that she goin'
N-n-need
All of these racks, all this money I need
B-broke bitch shoppin' she lookin at Shein
Soss' bringin' that gas got my tank up on E
Just copped me sum Vet' with Bottega my feet
M-new 'lenciaga the denim on me
J-John got to chop he shootin' yo V
B-boy its the buffet u know wе gon' eat
H-hunnid round, Hunnid round, Hunnid round
She wanna fuck I got money now
Shе jump on the dick like a bunny wow
I leave all my kids on her tummy wow
She eat up the boy then I kick her out
She eat up the bone from the big dog
B-b-been gone
Niggas fake as the fuck got me pissed off
Rolls Royce truck for my young nigga send off
I get too high that I'm not even here now
Soss' sippin' that shit ain't no beer now
Think he switchin' his side , I can't be around
But he thinkin he gang , he can't be allowed
I be itchin' for bread I be feenin' now
Benjamin Franklin my pocket, y-yuh
1017 know I cop it, y-y-yuh
T-t-trizz with the G he gon' pop it, y-yuh
Droppin that shit , need to stop it, y-y-yuh
N-niggas can't get up w me , not us
Snakin and shit , nigga know I can't trust
T-thinkin he havin' this shit not nun'
Moncler jacket, you still ride the bus
[Chorus: buffetboyjohn & dexelz]
Yuh, in the coupe and I'm cuttin' shit up
Yuh, niggas ass need to shut that shit up
Yuh, big ole bag put that shit in a trunk
Yuh smokin' gas I be geeked is you dumb?
Me and John too geeked up
Bih' I'm high from smokin' that reefer
T-tote that pole lil chop finna eat up
T-tote that fye lil' Dex' finna heat up