[Intro: CP]

(Based1 got them bands, ho)

Ayy

Damn

[Chorus: CP]

You was flashin' all yo chains and watches, got them bitches took

I just fucked this bitch right off the rip cause she like how I look

You a bitch, you seen the law, you threw your pipe up in a bush

Bitch, keep on dissin', that's that shit that gon' get dude cooked

He ain't safe in the party 'cause we got a .308 for the nigga (Bow)

Park this bitch on the roof, I'll get out the car and wait for the nigga (Skrt)

I really used to be broke, I used to go half on an eighth with a nigga (On god)

He wanna diss on the dead, put him in a L, we facin' niggas (Facin')

Sent yo lil bitch home up in her Lyft, she knew her time was up

I'm in all white Fazo's and these bitches bet' not catch a scuff

His bitch all on my dick and in my mentions, think she tryna fuck

Niggas broke as hell and still be wolfin', it ain't addin' up

[Verse 1: DCG Bsavv]

Uh, okay

I walk in this bitch, look for the bread then we gon' tie 'em up

Uh, I step in this bitch with all my jewelry, nigga add me up

I brought my clippers just to line 'em up

I hit from the back, she say she had enough

You a bitch, them niggas called yo bluff

Footers look ten, these niggas size you up

Uh, I put Wock inside my cup

I want that bitch, she say she cuffed

I roll woods, so please don't pass the Dutch

Yo ass gon' die, don't let them gas you up (Mm-mm)

Uh, my lil' bitch, she bad as fuck

We flew to Florida, tummy tuck's

You don't act right, the next bitch runner up

Shoot at the crowd if they try to come for us

[Verse 2: DCG Shun]

I shower cold, I feel like the GOAT today (I did)

I freestyle, I ain't even wrote today (Uh, yuh)

I'm back in the trenches, I'm givin' out hope today (Okay)

This beat too bad, bitch it got a gun case (Yea)

He got clapped, we hit face

Niggas die everyday, Mitch way

I got my gun when I hit stage (Yeah)

I used to be broke now I'm big paid (I'm paid)

I'm still gon' shine, fuck his shade (Okay)

We ride on niggas like Bentayga

And you know I'm lookin' at that chain (Oky)

I'm really a killa, I don't play no games

I'm one of them niggas, I feel like OJ

She heard "No bap" she thought it was okay

So you want 'em dead? I'm rockin' what bro say

This bitch thick, she thicker than old bae

You not a killa, you don't got no say

That pussy buck, I'm talkin bout boulé

[Chorus: CP]

You was flashin' all yo chains and watches, got them bitches took

I just fucked this bitch right off the rip cause she like how I look

You a bitch, you seen the law, you threw your pipe up in a bush

Bitch, keep on dissin', that's that shit that gon' get dude cooked

He ain't safe in the party 'cause we got a .308 for the nigga (Bow)

Park this bitch on the roof, I'll get out the car and wait for the nigga (Skrt)

I really used to be broke, I used to go half on an eighth with a nigga (On god)

He wanna diss on the dead, put him in a L, we facin' niggas (Facin')

Sent yo lil bitch home up in her Lyft, she knew her time was up

I'm in all white Fazo's and these bitches bet' not catch a scuff

His bitch all on my dick and in my mentions, think she tryna fuck

Niggas broke as hell and still be wolfin', it ain't addin' up