[Intro]

(Moneybagmont, you making hits)

[Chorus]

You see my icy 24, I feel like Verde Babe

Broke that bitch down a hundred ways, I feel like Curtis Bang

Line you up and probably pull the move, I feel like Joseph Kay

When everything went sideways, you ain't blow the K

You probably feel like Bckdoe, I feel like Mani Lott

I heard he got dribbled on 'cause he ain't blow the wop

This bitch steady got her hand out but she ain't give me nothing

She think I want her cooty cat, she finna give me something

[Verse 1]

Why you always in a mood? I feel like Jay Fully

Catch me in a—uh—with the—with likе eight fullies

Shut this bitch down out of town, she brought somе cake to me

Damn near finna lash the weed man, he brought some shake to me

I took the traction off the cat, I feel like A-Bliccy

Finna pull the move and pop the door, finna paint fifty

I'm finna sell your baby mama for like eight-fifty

I was off this pink 10, she gave me pink fifties

But aye, nigga, I'm on the road again

That's not respectable, I just heard that nigga told again

I had to cut the older homie off, he broke the code again

I took lil—on a—shh, that nigga froze again

[Chorus]

You see my icy 24, I feel like Verde Babe

Broke that bitch down a hundred ways, I feel like Curtis Bang

Line you up and probably pull the move, I feel like Joseph Kay

When everything went sideways, you ain't blow the K

You probably feel like Bckdoe, I feel like Mani Lott

I heard he got dribbled on 'cause he ain't blow the wop

This bitch steady got her hand out but she ain't give me nothing

She think I want her cooty cat, she finna give me something

[Verse 2]

She think I want her thoot box, she finna sell it for me

Send that bitch overseas or she gon' mail it for me

Gang task steady on my ass, I think they telling on me

Nigga, this a hundred dollar eighth, I know you smell it on me

Bitch, I'm so self-conscious

She blowing up my phone, watch how quick I block it

She think she hella foreign but this bitch from Stockton

Rollies and watches, bitch, I cop 'em

I'll wipe a nigga nose, I'm finna slime again

That bitch broke with no cho, she on that time again

Your brother told and got rolled, he dropped a dime again

This 24, this real gold, aye, what's that line again?

[Chorus]

You see my icy 24, I feel like Verde Babe

Broke that bitch down a hundred ways, I feel like Curtis Bang

Line you up and probably pull the move, I feel like Joseph Kay

When everything went sideways, you ain't blow the K

You probably feel like Bckdoe, I feel like Mani Lott

I heard he got dribbled on 'cause he ain't blow the wop

This bitch steady got her hand out but she ain't give me nothing

She think I want her cooty cat, she finna give me something