Hook:

Have a bad bitch ride on my dick just like Six Flags

If I see her walkin down the street Ima spin back

In a year or two Ima get try and get a big bag

On the highway give me brain give me whiplash

MK-47:

Take her for a ride in the mothafuckin whip bitch

Got her dancing on my dick she a lit bitch

Got some hoes on me I ain't talkin bout Christmas

Throw some ones at you if you gonna go and strip bitch

She ride me like Kawasaki

She showin off all her body

Remember they tried to stop me

Im in New York like Im Fivi

She know Im the boss like Shotti

She think Im rich just like Roddy

Im a hot boy just like Bobby

Had to reroute like Im Rowdy

So she got down on her knees

She tried rockin with me

Her pussy drippin she got me slippin just like that shit was grease

She fucked with me then she kissed you Im sorry that bitch a treesh

Ain't no way you can control me Im like a dog up off that leash

Throw the ass back Ima catch it like my name Richard Sherman

She lookin perfect

My wrist so cold hypothermic

When we fuckin close the curtains

I see my haters and my ex on my page they always lurkin

Have that bad bitch come sit on my lap then she gonna get to twerkin

Hollup I ain't finished

Im tryna run up them digits

Like Drake Im flippin them switches

From Gananda not the trenches

She gonna drain me like Chauncey Billups from the Pistons

She lookin fine in them pics yea she lookin like she esquisite

You wanna come ride on my dick yea you gotta go get a ticket

Just like TikTok if you talkin shit out ya lips we gonna stitch it

Put some money on the table yea you know that we gon flip it

I ain't talkin no soccer she tryna come over and kick it

See her with them jeans on like Beyblade you know Ima rip it

Got her ridin in the back of the car with lean she gon sip it

She ain't playin no games but like Bop It she want me to hit it

No Kit Kat but when I get the money you know Ima go split it

What comes around goes around like fan blades spinnin

Fuck everybody who said MK ain't winnin

You won't notice fake love til the pain hittin

I got these hoes fallin for me like the rain drippin

Ouu ouu MK Im back in my bag

I know Im really good at rappin I dont even needa brag

They know Im spittin hot shit just like a heating pad

Im too lyrical the words you need start reading that