[Intro: Lil Yachty]

God damn! Man look

And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube (Brr, yeah, yeah)

Crete, you know it's us

Hey guys

Hey

Fuck 'em, we spared 'em

Ooh, man, man, man, her mama got ass too

Nigga, we spared 'em, we spared 'em, on gang, we did (We did, swear)

Just give me three and a half minutes, maybe even four, she'll be wanting to marry a nigga

Who, her mama? (Slatt)

Yeah

Older the berry, the sweeter the juice

Nigga, it's "the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice"

Yeah, well, yeah, She blacker than a motherfucker too

(Brrrt!)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]

Damn, damn, look (It's us)

We keep the opps on they toes (Yeah)

We keep the thots on they knees

Hm, gave him a pass, I hear him in the room like "Please"

I keep me a new F&N

Ten milli' pistols, pew, pew, pew, pew (Brrt)

Yeah, I bring the light to the surface (Go)

I make [?] purses (Yeah)

Took a bad bitch out to churches (Go)

Fuck her one time, then she worthless

Hmm, put a lil' bro where the hearse is

You say it's up, then it's up

With something you can't get rid of like herpes

Make him drop to the floor like burpees

Brrrt (Damn)

Baby, I'm crème de la crème

Fucked a white bitch from the projects, told her keep rappin', she'll be Eminem, yeah

Heard that boy was a shot caller, but shit ain't workin', he need a new sim

Finna go broke keepin' up with the Joneses, like yo first name Jim (Ballin')

Tryna buy all that Chrome (Slatt), only chrome I'm focused on, the one I'mma put in yo dome

Keep playing with my name pussy (Hahaha)

It's us (Bee) (They know it's us)

[Verse 2: Draft Day]

Yeah (Draft!)

They tryna do what we do

Everything we done did, they studied it, tryna keep up with our moves (Can't keep up)

I hit the bitch and I snooze (On God)

Only thing on my mind right now is cash rules, I need it

I can't be like you, never (Nah)

If it's smoke, we spinnin' like propellers (Brrrr)

Better go grab your umbrella

No, it ain't rainin', we came with that thunder and we gon' slide forever, pussy

[Verse 3: Lord Reese, Lil Yachty]

Everytime I think about that fire, I pour up in ice cubes (Huh)

We just stomped that nigga out the store 'cause we ain't like dude (Bitch)

Don't let my niggas catch you slippin, we like Ezel

Trappin' makin' plays but I don't ever count like esell

I went Prada all week and niggas should be proud of me (I had to show 'em)

You don't want them folks to see the other side of me

[Outro: Lil Yachty, Lord Reese]

Yeah, and they know it's us till the dawn of dust

Concrete

Come on

You know it's us