[Intro]

Ay, woo! (Futile)

What cunt?

Esh, cunt

[Chorus]

We got big stacks, no cap, roll fat, I'ma

Make tracks, make cash, big facts, I'ma

Hit that, roll black in the Benz, I'ma

Drip-drip, got that Gucci on my lens, I really can't complain

I'm past your lane, yeah, I'm really number one

You can ask your mates, they'll probs know my name

Alert the game that Esh comin', fuckin' it up

Like Esh come fuckin' it up, ay, ay

[Verse 1]

Like you heard of this, I murder this, I spend it in a day

'Cause I'm earning this, the burner kid

In all black, I'm lurkin' bitch

Like hoping that they learn from this

We gon' pull up with a stick-stick that clip-clip

Then my homies dip-dip, like Tyga

I'm on fire, drip from Designer, she likin' my attire

I'm hitting the dash in thе foreign, fuckin' up the tyres

Think I'm stuck in thе loop

They think that I would miss 'em 'cause I'm stuck in the booth

Right now, I'm on top, my boys stopped

Until me and my boys chilling in the foreign droptop

Like, fill up my cup with some Cartier

Can't see it through the shades, they Cartiers (Futile)

I could fuck this bitch just to start my day

This some lean in my cup, this ain't no Chardonnay, nah

The news cunts mention my name

I'm flexing the game, you're probably sucking dick for some fame

That kinda funny, wishing Esh cunt get dumb rich

I just want the funds in, you be on some dumb shit

One hit, then I make another, then fuck without a rubber

No snitching, they undercover like

My boys silent, they don't chat, just make that cash

It was a hook, play that back, uh

[Chorus]

We got big stacks, no cap, roll fat, I'ma

Make tracks, make cash, big facts, I'ma

Hit that, roll black in the Benz, I'ma

Drip-drip, got that Gucci on my lens, I really can't complain

I'm past your lane, yeah, I'm really number one

You can ask your mates, they'll probs know my name

Alert the game that Esh comin', fuckin' it up

Like Esh come fuckin' it up, ay, ay

[Verse 2]

Like Esh cunt really fuckin' it up

Put double in my cup, I made it so the lovin' would stop

The pursuit, we gonna fuck in a black Bentley coupe

The next day get paid like I'm shootin' some hoops

I'm up next, she gets undressed

Hundreds on the dresser, don't make assumptions, like

This ain't dirty money, gave it a bird bath

Thinking if I didn't rap, she wouldn't flirt back

Sold my soul to the game

It ain't the same in my range (Futile)

Fuck with us and get the flames, yeah

Diamonds gonna drip, making it rain

Fucked a foreign bitch, ain't no pronouncing her name

Nah, yeah we vicious, we doing missions

Pussy wet, got her dripping, Scotty Pippen, now who's winnin'?

Yeah, she said she lovin' it, Eshay

Said I'm from Adelaide, let's go and get the agbay

Quick get it, unleaded we leg it

He said it, we send it, one word, five letters

E-S-H-A-Y, try to schedule my date line but I can't make time

Nothing but fifties and hunnids in my sight

There's no way you can flow better than me

Bitch you can try, like

I said I can get her high but I can't fly

Call me Lil' Yachty, only wanted her for one night

[Chorus]

We got big stacks, no cap, roll fat, I'ma

Make tracks, make cash, big facts, I'ma

Hit that, roll black in the Benz, I'ma

Drip-drip, got that Gucci on my lens, I really can't complain

I'm past your lane, yeah, I'm really number one

You can ask your mates, they'll probs know my name (Futile)

Alert the game that Esh comin', fuckin' it up

Like Esh come fuckin' it up, ay, ay

[Outro]

Aha, eetswa cuz

2020 taking over, no cap