[Verse 1 - EC130]

I pull up a big body bentley

Run up we ain’t goin’ gently

You know that I ain’t a killa

But my homies be shootin’ like Gretzky

Stop actin’ like you is my bestie

You muh-fuckas corny and zesty

Might fuck around buy a new purse

My pockets be gettin’ too hefty

Might fuck around buy a new purse

She a baddie I think she a nurse

She a baddie she know she a ten

Lightin’ you up like my first name is Zen

Goin’ all in man I don’t show no mercy

Brodie a thief like his first name was Percy

Pull up on me and she flew in from Jersеy

Get on yo knees let me see if you worthy

I see that you lyin’ you tryna cursе me

Won’t stop believin’ we singin’ like Journey

Money too big man my money too girthy

Goin’ for rounds then I need a perky

[Verse 2 - Korvus]

Wait hold up

Bitch pass it to me

I’m ballin’ all heart like a play for the Heat

But I slide with them sticks like I am MLB

I stay with the steel like a muh fuckin’ thief

Snatchin’ yo shit and I’m playin’ for keeps

Talkin’ real hot oh you talkin’ to me

Man say it

Like what is the word

I’m up in the sky like a muh fuckin’ bird

With EC130 we lettin’ it burst

Choppa gon’ rake till you hittin’ the dirt

A fucking machine you would think I was Bert

Hittin’ yo stomach that shit gonna hurt

I flew to AZ but I wasn’t in Tempe

I keep that blade tucked like I’m muh fuckin’ Genji

She sexin’ me up like her name is Lewinsky

I’m droppin’ her off nah I ain’t gon’ friendly

EC sippin’ wok in the back of the bentley

Shoot out the roof on a muh fuckin’ frenzy

I’m racin’ the cops but they ain’t gonna catch me

Just bought a new tank I ain’t talkin’ no Dempsey

Gotta K like a Russian my last name Belinski

If we talkin’ ‘bout racks then you know I got plenty

This shit our first song and we comin’ out heavy

You say you come tuck so let’s get it we ready

[Verse 3 - EC130]

We jumpin’ out and we looking like Freddy

Flow be too dirty we keepin’ it steady

You know we slidin’ bitch no Pacioretty

Bro snortin’ the white and I ain’t talkin’ Betty

Bro snortin’ the white and it’s straight outta Mexico

Spittin’ this gas and I ain’t talkin’ Texaco

Wearing this Issey I pull up and snatch a hoe

Main comin’ home so I told her she had to go

[Outro - EC130]

Too many hoes got me thinkin’ I’m petty

If we talkin’ ‘bout racks then you know I got plenty

Comin’ up quick and we ain’t stayin’ steady

You say you come tuck so let’s get it we ready

(You say you come tuck so let’s get it we ready)