[Intro: Cacity]

Go on, hurry the fuck up (ye-oh, yeah)

Get your script (yes, yeah, um)

Ain't got time for this fuckin' shit (uh, okay, uhm)

Fuckin', (uh) bullshit

LAC, bitch, that is my name (dammit this fuckin' lighter!)

Uh, I got a big (fuckin'-!) [?], M3 on the frame (yeah, mhm)

I, pull up with the smoke and (yeah) it bursts into flames (yeah, okay, yeah)

And I got this six-shooter aimed right at your face (right, yeah, okay, good)

Perfect, perfect! But, oh, one small thing

(Buck, should I get it?) You're not LAC and you will never fucking be, pussy (oh shit!)

[Chorus: Cacity]

Bitches give me top (ooh)

I cowboy, no crop (ooh)

Then we gon' break in (why?)

'Cause I'm gonna cop (cuh')

These bitches boutta drop (ooh)

[?] can't call mе flop (huu)

Y'all like that on M3 but you know we got that Season II (what thе fuck?)

Now we won't fucking stop (who?)

LAC and my crew

Bitch do why I look blue 'cause I ain't got a fuckin' clue

We on the KARMA bitch (yuh)

And KARMA really misses (hey, hey)

If you come up short but I have had it up to here with you (ay, ay)

[Verse 1: Cacity]

Met a bad bitch (yeah)

And yeah she from Castillo, uh

She wanna fuck on me 'cause I am her world, no Dio (ay, ay, yuh)

If my day be shitty, remember I wear Balenci'

And I be showing the city a pocket full of these 50's

A pocket full of posies, a pocket full of some rosies

So I can rewind and roll me a whole new joint be for smoking (we-weed!)

Bitches on my dick (head) because I got attrac(-tion)

I feel like a trac-tor 'cause my shit got trac-tion

[Verse 2: KiD KAMi]'

(Ay!) Bitch, I'm powerin' up

You think everything is sweet, am I sour enough?

I'm looking too tough

The way you get slain, you would think I'm a god

You are not on me [?] me tryna [?] weight

Shot him gon' put a bullet in his eye

Showin' that gum, you scared to die?

Talkin' that shit now my homies gon' slide

Run up on him, run his pockets like a track athlete, ay

Said she wanna fuck, that's fine by me, ay

You know I kick shit like Jackie, ay

She all up on me and she calling me papi, ay

You know I get that shit back, ay

Pull up and rat-at-at-at, ay

Pull a mask on and I blank, two-two-three [?] blows we back

[Chorus: Cacity]

Bitches give me top (ooh)

I cowboy, no crop (ooh)

Then we gon' break in (why?)

'Cause I'm gonna cop (cuh')

These bitches boutta drop (ooh)

[?] can't call me flop (huu)

Y'all like that on M3 but you know we got that Season II (what the fuck?)

Now we won't fucking stop (who?)

LAC and my crew

Bitch do why I look blue 'cause I ain't got a fuckin' clue

We on the KARMA bitch (yuh)

And KARMA really misses (hey, hey)

How you come up short but I have had it up to here with you (ay, ay, hoo-)