[Verse 1: BX]

Haha

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

What you want? (huh?)

Pull with the skunk, yeah I bet you want (nah)

Hit my blunt (what?)

Gonna pull that stunt, yeah I bet you won't (uh)

Thought you was my homie but your actions gonna show me (show me)

You would twist the knife, not end my life, but you’d control me

All up with that mental shit, get bent lil' bitch we'll have ’em foldin'

Pull up with expensive shit, extended shit an then unload it

He don't touch the pussy, tell me "why is that?" (why?)

He don't eat the pussy, he too dry for that

Try to overcharge for that booboo stack

If we run up, pussy, he gon' run right back (run it)

[Verse 2: FNA]

Just tryna make somе cash right off the bat

Get my shit at high levеl

Made the path with the devil (hey)

Slay this motherfucks i have no rival (rival)

You talk big only cause you have a preety good ghostwriter

At least i'm singing the shit that i wrote

Don't call me the G.O.A.T. cause i am

Just floating like a boat in the game

All the shit that you claim, is like

Throwing water in the rain

Don't mean nothing to your name

You’ll still be shit in the future like today           

And i don’t fuck with you cuz you ain't

The type of person i wanna be around

You fake ass motherfucker we gun you down

Me and BX ’bout to flex

Drip on my neck

We're doin' this shit back to back

With no regrets

If you ain't on our side

You better decide

Bitch you better hide

We ’bout to blow up

And thats no motherfuckin' lie

Just made eye contact

And the bitch is about to cry, hey