[Verse 1: Chip]

Okay I'm Lethal like Bizzle

Kick no Rizzle

Roll up a swish and put the green in the middle

I met your girl she was all up on a nigga

I don't even wanna fuck her I give her the finger fiddle

You hating on Chip? Up goes the middle

I can make it rain, leave you in a drizzle

Yeah I'm on a ball, yeah nigga dribble

Don't sleep on a brother bars wipe away the dribble

Yeah, I like girls and clubs

Step up in a party everybody show me love

Your ex left you empty? I can fill you up

On that note tell me baby girl where’s your cup

You know we nuh tek backchat

Fassi boy get one cap, snapback

All you do is act bad, triples can’t back that

Show up like the pizza boy, yo where the cash at?

[Hook: Chip]

On your marks, get set, go go go

One day I'm gonna blow blow blow

Hey that was money on the phone

Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough

Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough

Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough

On your marks, get set, go go go

Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

Ugh, I eat ya boy

I show up to ya crib like the pizza boy

Everyday I'm super fresh like it was Easter, boy

And I got blood dripping all up on my sneakers, boy

Hold up, all the bad bitches wanna go go go

Cause everybody know I'm finna blow blow blow

They call me Santa Clause on the low low low

Cause I make it reindeer on a ho ho ho

She don't sucky sucky

Then we don't fucky fucky

If I ever eat your pussy shorty you might just be lucky

And I be fryin' chicken

Ain't been in no Kentucky

But I'm racing like a derby and it's 'Rari with the buggy

Eyes on it, murder my opponent

Tell a bad bitch fall through and hop on it

My whip like a stadium ain't got a top on it

And my wrist cost a bird you could put a block on it

Tell 'em Chip

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chip]

Oh, Aw yeah we getting dough

Chip and Meek Milly had to get 'em with the flow

Look if she ain't giving blow then she don't get to go

From North Side to Philly hell yeah we on a roll

Oh, bad bitches on deck

Cash cash cash boy me na take cheque

Drop hit after hit after hit after hit

And that pizza gonna come, Domino Effect

Yes, nigga everything's nice

When you get the pizza everybody wanna slice

Fucking with the pizza might catch you a slice

Shots, boom bye bye, bye

Yeah, so fuck what you think mate

Girls dyke, drink straight

Pizza Boy I delivered the hot shit

Hustle Gang, Maybach bitch forgot this

[Hook]