[Intro]

(SanityTooFye, you too fye for this one)

[Verse 1: bltzz]

Nigga's my sons, feel like Mufasa

Ain't talkin' Fort but I'll hit you with choppa

Callin' me daddy, I ain't her father

Need more than a mil' so fuck your offer

She down for me, she ain't down for you

Best believe I'm goin' brazy too

Codin' this shit like I'm in the matrix

Fluent in money can't do translations

Don't fuck with these niggas, I feel like I'm racist

Make ten bands on a daily basis

Got two commas on my paycheck

And I got two hoes givin' me neck (Damn, what the fuck?)

If you ain't down for me, I ain't down for you (No way, huh, yeah)

She textin' "fuck you," guess it's fuck you too

She love being toxic, first it's "hate you" then it's "love you too" (Huh)

Tell her "come over bitch" to be honest I just want that sex

She be doing the most, like baby girl just come home

She tryna be gang, call her my bitch and my nigga

Fuck them pronouns

[Verse 2: ilyteelo, takectrl, ilyteelo, bltzz & CTRL]

I get the bread, give a fuck ‘bout a bitch

I get the bread, give a fuck ‘bout no hoe now

She at the crib and she doin' the hoedown

Glock on my side, so I’m layin’ a ho down

She wanna get married, I told her to go ‘round

I got a flight, nigga I gotta go

They tryna' get on the wave like a boat

Choppa gon’ strike at his ass like a bowler

I’m in the field, man I feel like a mower

I’m in the game, I don’t need a controller

She not my baby, I don’t wanna hold her

Rockabye baby, the Glock got a holster

We put that boy on the wall like a poster

I need the racks on the table, closer

Too many hoes, nigga I couldn’t post her

He ain’t a shooter, that nigga a poser

One opp got smoked in the air

She finna eat me just like I’m a pear

Tryna' run up but he wasn’t prepared

Why are you here, can you go over there?

That boy be goin’ out sad

Goin' out sad, man I can’t be you

Bitch I’m the one, can’t be two

She wanna fuck, yeah me too, yeah

[Verse 3: takectrl]

Feel like Simpson's, locked on with the homer

All up in her mouth like a molar

She takin' two dicks, that bitch is bipolar

She good with that brain, no homework

(Man, shut yo lame ass up)

Oh nah, you got that

Nah, gotta put the work in for me

Show 'em you want it

Don't give a fuck about shit like a plunger

No boring, no, never lackluster

I'm lookin' at her but it's hard when I'm faded

These boys outside, we gonna parade it

Bitch, I've been out for so long

(Man, this shit goin' over they head)

Girl, just tell me what you want

(Feel like Tyler, they thought I was dead)

[Outro: takectrl]

Down, down, down

Down, down, down