[Verse 1: DemoXYS]

Talk, talk, talk to me like I’m important

I don’t be trapping or whipping a foreign

But when I’m soft I’ll be whipping a four inch

And you Columbian so you is a foreign, huh

I just be having my fun in this shit

Trust in the process, believe in that shit

Don’t even care that I’m not even rich

Trust in the process believe in that shit

Hakuna Matata

She eatin' frittatas

I go to her house and take off her pajamas

Then beat up her pussy like it’s a piñata

She call me a Vega, we not in Nevada

I trust in the process

I drip like the faucets

And every line quotable

I ain’t no prophet

I’m making my profit

I’ll put you in coffin

You’re up on my dick and you need to get off it

They ask well can I get a pack-pack

So I gotta take it out and take it out my backpack, uh

They always actin like rat-rats

So I gotta double down and level up my rack racks, uh

6, 6, 7, 9

Bitch don’t fucking waste my time

Now you steppin' out of line

Shut mouth twice, ditto, double dime, aye

Blood bringer, bell ringer, fuck I’m the blood ringer

Don’t give a shit and I don’t give a fuck

Cause a motherfucker talk about me wack then Ima slap him or I take his proper mother then I dick her down , Nevada, love her, uh

[Verse 2: SmokeXYS]

Lemme interrupt

Sorry Demo, guess I got the verse and you didn't get the memo

Play yo bitches strings like I'm an expertise in cello

Now she in my DM's on my dick like

(Hey)

Came back home with bitches from Calabasas

Saucin' on niggas like I got molasses

And I'm in the club and I be smackin' asses

Came back to the crib and with all of my assets

On my own mission to secure the bag

Cause my fuckin pockets will be gettin' fat

Put you on a shirt like this shits a crest

She better wear clothes bitch I cum on her chest

These fuckin bars always fuckin exceed

Nigga don't fuck with me, I'll make you bleed

Make yo ass cry till you call the police

Square me up pussy ill knock out your teeth