[HOOK: Lil Azure]

Hold up, pause!

I pull up drip with the sauce

Polo sweater Gucci draws

She said why I said because

Hold up, pause!

Polo sweater Gucci draws

She said why I said because

I pull up drip with the sauce

Like hold up

Like, yuh!

Hold up, pause! (aye, what)

Hold up, pause! (what)

She said "I'm cutting you off and I mean it"

I said "Pause! ’Ya hate to see it'"

[VERSE ONE: Lil Azure]

Let me show you what's up with it

I get the bag and I run with it

You bring the heat and I’m duckin' it tuckin' it

Wanna try me go ahead test your luck with it

Up in the foreign I put in in hyperdrive

Hit you from far i got sniper eyes

Pull up we bringin' the pain like a viper bite

You fake and changin' like diapers right

You wanna fight damn I might arrive, wait

You ride the Chevy, I ride the foreign

My shit exotic, your shit is borin'

I got a check, pull up and wreck

We leave em' wet, that's on the set

Do what I want, I like to flex

I like to stunt, show off the thread

Do what I want, all in my bag

I got a scope, you hit the deck (ayy, ayyy)

[VERSE TWO: King Keem]

Do what I want, ’cause I love to flex

Polo the fabric feel good on my chest

Don’t want her pussy I just want the neck

Feel like a ref how we pull out the techs

These niggas mad 'cause their bitch call me honey

I don’t play games when it come to my money

20s and 10s no I don't want no ones

Pull up on that nigga now he tryna run

Fingers stay green 'cause I'm countin’ my funds

I got that drip like a kid out the mud

Stay with some hounds, so come test your luck

Your W.C.W. be showin' me love

Don't wanna cuddle I just wanna fuck

I don't fuck with you so don't call me your cuz

Stop flexin' that money your stack full of ones

Give me one day I can double your funds

Tommy the belt while you shoppin at Macy's

But it's okay 'cause you strugglin' lately

Piss me off I just might take your lil' lady

Know for a fact, don't these niggas hate me

[HOOK: Lil Azure]

Hold up, pause!

I pull up drip with the sauce

Polo sweater Gucci draws

She said why I said because

Hold up, pause!

Polo sweater Gucci draws

She said why I said because

I pull up drip with the sauce

[VERSE THREE: King Amer]

Up in the clouds, I'm high off the blunt

You niggas ain't hard, That's just a front

Fuck on your bitch, no it's not a stunt

Fuckin' your bitch yeah I bloodied her cunt

She blow my tip and she say that I'm trippy

White from the eyes yeah you know that it's slippy

You mess with dirty I call him a hippie

King Amer here now he fuckin' her throat

I take your bitch now I'm rockin' her boat

Look at my shootin' they call me a goat

King Amer evil I'm killin the people

I don't do illegal I rock with the Beetle

I don't need a single eyes red like the devil

My lyrics are mental the bullets too metal

I'm slingin' the A.K. no Syrian rebel

Peg all my streets yeah we give 'em a shell

Your gang the sewer them niggas they smell

Blood on my hands yeah I send 'em to hell

Timbs on my feet cost imma farewell