[Intro]

You know

Yee (Ahaha)

Let's go

Ayy (Hit-Boy)

[Chorus]

Get off my dick, buddy

Get off my bitch, dummy

'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse

[Verse 1]

Look at my fit, I'm totally lit

I'm totally it, my style, you totally bit

I just crashed the 'Rari, I totaled that shit

Wait, Dakari, turn up my vocals a bit

You only locally known, my brand is globally grown

If you ain't know that by now, then you was totally wrong

I just left Miami, came back to Oakland, my home

This shit I'm smokin' is Flower Shop, and it's potentially blown (Sheesh)

[Chorus]

Get off my dick, buddy (Yee)

Get off my bitch, dummy

'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse

[Verse 2]

Yeah, ayy

One of one, there will never be another one

Got the valet lookin' at me all troublesome

Whеn I told him, "Get the Benz," hе got the other one

When I really meant the other one

In Vancouver, I had put a Prada bubble on

Who you know that's global tourin', puttin' Oakland on?

I can tell you what it is, but you already knowin'

Champagne keep going, keep pourin', keep pourin'

Multi-platinum, we had did that years ago, and I still keep doing it

Couple cribs, which one?

Bunch of ones, pick one

Drink until the drinks done

I know I'm the sick one

Everywhere that I go, they know me as the lit one

[Chorus]

Get off my dick, buddy

Get off my bitch, dummy

'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse

Get off my dick, buddy

Get off my bitch, dummy

'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse

[Outro]

Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse

Fourth quarter, I just Kobe'd this shit

Let's go