[Verse 1: Dæmon]

Pull up to 51st, I told her, "Get in"

I had to rerock the base, now she spinnin'

Padlock on the safe and the guap in the denims

Pussy six feet in the grave, now she got me repentin'

Watch the way that you talkin' but I ain't takin' you serious

Shakin' her off me, she clingy, I'm ghost, now she furious

She freaky, she meant it, that's when I found out she bicurious

She sat in the leather interior, found out I'm luxurious

Y'all some sucka's, I can't focus on you anyways

'Cause in this life you could get money way too many ways

I see she focused on the paper like she supposed to be

I had to expose you niggas to the reality

[Verse 2: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]

Pedal to the metal, baby high off the ketamine

G force on bust down, baby girl fuck in the palace

She keep a bankroll for the morning, she gon' score more than Curry Steph

Cuttin' corners, bakin' soda with only four grams of coke

Like c'mere, I'm livin', let me show you how to get it like I should, bitch

On my momma, you hoes pop tryin' to fuck with my little sister

She a red bottom, heel steppin', pasta whippin', Cinderella

Acapella rockafeller, go kick rocks in these Margielas

[Verse 3: HR Moni]

Crack a nigga shit like that nigga Adesanya

Countin' commas in the fortress, all this money all around us

In the ocean, bitch, I'm floatin', and this smoke is real potent

We ain't ever fallin' off, bitch, I know these niggas hopin'

Me and my niggas a dyin' breed

Focus in and you can see

I'mma up the lemon squeeze, I'mma make her pussy bleed

Housepett got the ketamine

Moni got the 'phetamines

Double got the ecstasy

Tell me what you really need

Tell me what you really want

[Verse 4: HR Double]

Yeah, I know she want the coke

So I'mma send her ass an 8 ball and I'mma get the fuck on

Me and Moni on a blade, we kickin' shit off to your hoe

I chase her down in red bottoms 'cause I know this is what you want

If she don't want that then I got another route that she could go

Shake yo' ass for some cash and do it fast and not slow

I can tell the way she shake it she could damn near be a pro

All this potion in my body, how the fuck could I go wrong?

How the fuck you lit a swisher in the session, boy, get on

Boy, you know you really wrong

Boy, you know you really wrong

[Verse 5: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]

Baby on top, strawberry mochi, make it pop and pivot

Keep a Glock on me for you, pussyclats tryna plot submission

Baby body bangin' like them bangers, claim she choppasexual

Pussy rose gold pink like iPhone 10

Them hoes ugly as shit, bitch

[Verse 6: HR Moni]

New shoes you just bought, they ugly as shit

Tryna put some new VVS' on a skinny wrist

Why the fuck you keep feeding that skinny ass bitch?

She ain't really 'bout it, she just walk on the weekends and shit

You ain't really really 'bout it, you misleadin' the bitch

Shawty fuck with me 'cause you be out here beatin' the bitch

Flip the script, pussy nigga, I been doperunnin'

Standin' in the kitchen with the wave and the stove runnin'