[Intro]

(Ayy, JayGotThePlug)

(Suburban Dude)

My nigga Jay

Do got the plug, though

[Chorus]

Yeah, I slide with the killers and scam with the geeks

Flew your bitch to Miami, had sex on the beach

Spent ten on a 'fit, but it's actually free

On stage with big B's like Sesame Street

I got tired of bein' broke, that never was me

She think I'm pressed, I cut her off, it's never that deep

Bitch pussy blew out, eleven to three

My dawg known for leavin' shit, I guess he a tree

I can teach a bitch the game, just bump into me

Call me Craig, got her in the store punchin' the pink

Got the neck from your bitch, I'm stuck to the seat

Bitch, mind your business, don't get whacked tryna jump in this beef

[Verse]

Skrrt, gotta chase this bitch

When they hit they lights, shit, I thought they was tryna race and shit

When I say them poles on us, we ain't takin' pics

See the red light, I still go like IceJJFish

They said thou shalt not steal, let me pray right quick

Doin' fraud, slidin' everywhere like my brakes ain't fixed

Catch a body, take a trip like Tay-K did

Lil' nigga ridin' big wheels, I'm a Bebe Kidd (You see me)

From the block to the yacht, bitch, we up now (Bitch, we up)

Made your bitch drive the boat like Spongebob (Ayy)

Hit one time, switcharoo, let G fuck now (G-Money)

Teletubbies, I be in the field to make my son smile

Keep the money that you owe me, I want blood now

You was just in here rollin', you a thug now?

Ass fat, stomach flat, I like 'em fun-sized

Picked her up and fucked her like Melvin while y'all son cried

[Chorus]

The mag on the seat

Flew your bitch to Miami, had sex on the beach (All night)

Spent ten on a 'fit, but it's actually free (Slide)

On stage with big B's like Sesame Street

I got tired of bein' broke, that never was me (That ain't me)

She think I'm pressed, I cut her off, it's never that deep (Fuck on, bitch)

Bitch pussy blew out, eleven to three

My dawg known for leavin' shit, I guess he a tree (Baow)

I can teach a bitch the game, just bump into me (Bump into me)

Call me Craig, got her in the store punchin' the pink (Craig)

Just got the neck from your bitch, I'm stuck to the seat (Glue)

Bitch, mind your business, don't get whacked tryna jump in this beef

[Outro]

Yeah, niggas look up to me

Niggas tellin' my whole life

In his words, niggas killin' me softly

These niggas killin' me (Niggas lame)

Naw, how these niggas dissin' and they fuckin' fans? (Fans)

Catch him lackin' while it's dark and I'ma up the can'

Put the spotlight on him, Jasmine Sullivan (I see you)

Nigga, you ain't goin' nowhere like the running man, hey (Come here)

Pass the bitch to my man so I can fuck her friend

You can't hang around the gang 'less we jump you in

Bitch, oops, I mean fuck you in

Nigga, ayy, bitch, what the fuck you sayin'? Nigga

Ayy, I don't need no fuckin' pen

Ayy

Ayy, bitch

No pen, no pad like two-hand touch

Nigga run up on me, I'ma get his mans touched