[Intro: Luh Tyler]

(Xair, let me get that motherfucker)

Ski

Yeah, nigga, rrr, rrr

Yeah, phew, phew

Nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]

Nigga gettin' to that green just like Cee-Lo

Nigga, I'm a smooth-ass jit, feel like Gio

And I got your bitch bitin' on me like mosquito

I might go and get her edges laid like a Frito

Nigga know I snap on every beat

Bitch, I'm in another nigga's city just like every week

Know I gotta stay up on the grind, nigga, ain't no sleep

Know you gotta watch out for them niggas 'cause they moving creep

Gotta look out for the fam, nigga, that's what made me

Got me feelin' like I'm XB, you know I'm wavy

Real smooth nigga, I'll slide up on your lady

Pull up in that super Benz, took off in Mercedes

I ain't tryna play no games, baby, tricks for kids

In the booth, I'm feelin' super like my nigga Wiz

Man, these niggas really cap, think they work at Lids

Niggas steady hatin' on me, startin' to feel like Chris

Tryna run that money up and go and drop it on my wrist

Pop out on the scene, got your bitch tryna take a pic

Nigga chasin' after money, know I get that shit quick

Pull up to the club, rock the stage, get that shit lit

Pull up to the club, rock the stage, got your bitch amazed

Niggas steady hatin' on me, bitch, I ain't even fazed

I'ma just go run that money up and put it in your face

When that lil bitch get to actin' out, I put her in her place

You can come and get your bitch back, I want a refund

Before you come and try to talk to me, bitch, get your feet done

Nigga, I been gettin' to them bands like Big Meech son

Pull up in that super coupe, but this is not no Nissan

[Verse 2: Trapland Pat]

I found the route, I'm at that dome by the FNU

Cash out on one and a half, I might just front you two

Dope sold, money fold, what you tryna do?

I could bring the dope back to life, but this ain't nothin' new

Relapse, said I was gon' ride, but I just popped a viber

Skydivin', boy, you ain't connivin', I'm a real glider

Traction ain't off, but I could spin it, I'm a real slider

Wrestlin' with the work all in the lab 'cause I'm a real fighter

Got the fully auto all in Toronto, this a super Drac'

If early birds get all the worms, these niggas super late

Like, fuck the four door, it's me and bae, we slidin' coupe today

Tyler say he on what I'm on, who we gon' shoot today?

Yeah, I serve the junkies third person, I'ma catch the powers

A hundred fifty miles away, that's only two hours

All my lines gettin' hot, I served too many flowers

VPN, how they gon' track me when I block the tower? (Ha)

[Verse 3: Luh Tyler]

I done upped that price, yeah, I doubled up

Got your bitch pourin' liquor with the Sprite in my double cup

Man, I really think a nigga 'bout to blow, I done bubbled up

Nigga, I done jumped inside my bag, I done duffled up

Nigga runnin' up them bands, know I need my pockets fat, man

Baby, let me give that ass a pat like I'm Trapland

Nigga know I step out all black like I'm Batman

Bitch, I need the frontend 'fore I pick up the backend

I need a mil', nigga, fuck a hundred grand, man

I can't kick it with you niggas, I ain't Jackie Chan, man

Nigga hatin' on me, mad 'cause his bitch a fan, man

How the fuck you don't got no motion? I don't understand, man

I been steppin' on they neck, so I had to put my shoes on

Nigga finna get my groove on

It's a bad bitch, she too grown

I can't never sit still, nigga know I gotta move on

Catch me singin' to your bitch like Mr. Right, I can't move wrong

[Outro]

No, I can't move wrong

Yeah, nigga

No, I can't move wrong

Yeah

Bad bitch and she too grown

Nigga, yeah

Phew, phew

Nigga, ski

Alright, let me do one more adlib on the bar