[Intro]

(Ayy, good lookin', Ashton)

Yeah, hardest youngin out

Hm

[Chorus]

Big booty bitch, come over here, I'm tryna feel it move

Almighty Mack baby, hm, scared to hoop

Number one, yeah, super big dubs, how I feel to lose

I hit him with an old Glock, but he gon' hit the news

Pose, take a pic, it's hoes on my dick

You think that nigga hard but he had froze on the lick

Hm, how the fuck he die? He had a pole on his hip

He got shredded down, so right before a name, it's a R.I.P

[Verse 1]

On the road, searchin' blue strips, I want Benjianas

My crack head'll beat your ass for only fifty dollars

Chopstick'll box a nigga up, think this Benihanas

Bro just whacked a tall nigga, long live Wеmbanyama

You know I'm from the East, my mama from the West

I ain't nеver been no bitch, I'ma say it with my chest

They hatin' on the kid because they know a nigga next

I don't care about your stripes 'cause it ain't shit to kill a ref

Turn around, see what you turnin' down or get to steppin'

These niggas get shot and then they turn into a reverend

I feel like Danny Glover how I came with lethal weapons

Got a tall bitch, she like to play with balls, Lisa Leslie

Hm, bitches in my DM, "You up next, yeah, you the hardest"

Them lyrics cool, but you are not a thug, you just an artist

This big K'll give him nine shots, so quit barkin'

Caught him out in traffic, how the fuck he die? He in a Charger

[Chorus]

Big booty bitch, come over here, I'm tryna feel it move

Almighty Mack baby, hm, scared to hoop

Number one, yeah, super big dubs, how I feel to lose

I hit him with an old Glock, but he gon' hit the news

Pose, take a pic, it's hoes on my dick

You think that nigga hard but he had froze on the lick

Hm, how the fuck he die? He had a pole on his hip

He got shredded down, so right before a name, it's a R.I.P

[Verse 2]

Beat the pussy up, it's round two, she need an ice pack

Bro got that Billie in his jeans, he think he Mike Jack

Niggas think they safe, I sent a bitch to where he hide at

True story, he stayed in Southfield, bro gon' find that

(You won't ever see a fourth down)

Ain't no puntin', hm

They tell your man to move around before you jump him

On my chambers, my people'll kill a nigga if he bump me, hm

You think I'm cappin', let it happen, it's gon' get ugly, hm

I ain't never paid for a verse, but I probably asked

And I'm glad I never paid, because you probably ass

Ain't tell yet, I know he 'bout to tell, just look at how he act

She gave me head and said, "Come eat me out", hm, gotta dash

It ain't no competition, if it is, then they done for

And for them old hatin' niggas, I'm gon' stunt on 'em

All these questions, tap that nigga chest, he got a bug on

Free Jarvis, free that nigga justice, bring them thugs home