[Verse 1: Coach Joey]

Man, fuck my bitch, that ho irritating

And fuck them niggas too, 'cause they been hating

Got up off my ass, I was tired of waiting

Put the games to the side, I was tired of playing

Man, I'm getting tired of spending money on these freak hoes

But I love getting head, this bitch so cold

You be cheating on your nigga, bitch, you so wrong

He be [?] on your ass, he like Stone Cold

[Verse 2: Baby Money]

Man, cut that shit, that blow generated

And serve them niggas too, 'cause they been pationt

Got down to my last, I was hesitating

Put them lames in my mind, I just start aracing

Now I'm whipping caine, I just got it from my migos

But I love spending bread to get the brick cold

Making love to the [?] in the bitch home

Chasing plugs for the [?] to get a script gone

[Verse 3: Tay B]

I can hit a nigga bitch with my kit on

I can get a nigga rich off a flip phone

After I fuck, bitch, go home

Why you still talking? Bitch, be gone

I be feeling like Rocky in this Vlone

Bro, I'm not fighting with this T on

[Verse 4: FMB DZ]

Work so good, you put a 3 on it

Feeling like a locksmith, with all these keys on me

I told your bitch she can come, but she can't stay long

Big face 41, I got the face blown

I be out the way, crossing state lines

My young dawg down the way with that K 9

Whole team getting money, nigga, look at us

Meanwhile, the judge tryna throw the book at us

The ice on my wrist is moraculous

How can I fall on a plug sending packages?

[Verse 5: Babys World & Baby Money]

I'm 'bout to fall off that mud, sipping Activis

Me and Baby in the club, hoes attacking us

We ain't no motherfucking rappers, bitch, we trap [?]

Why would we do this shit for free, when y'all was taxing us?

Big body, can't back it up

You, you drive an [?]

Look, she just an average slut, you can have her after us

Hottest young niggas round this bitch, yeah, they stamping us

We ain't even old school, got niggas tryna sample us

So bust down this plane jane, still gon' shine

I can cross out my stash, bitch ain't never getting [?]

Bitch, my crib got a pine

[?] on the line

Life insurance, they gon' get my family rich if I die

I knew can get us rich if I try

I feel like I'm too lit off the Don

I can't even hear my fucking code to my garage

'Bout to get a Menage, I'm like why the fuck I drive?

White sticks cost a nigga 'bout 2 thou

[?]

Spent a whole [?] bitch keep giving me wine

Take your bitch to Ocean Prime, suck my dick while I drive

[?] niggas selling dimes, zips and selling pounds

Young niggas in our prime, call this shit perfect timing