[Intro: Reef]
Okay, oh yeah (Woo)
Ha, ha, ha
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
[Verse 1: Reef]
Skrt, runnin' from twelve, bread so old shit stale (Yeah)
Straight green in my pocket on kale
He'll pop a Xanax bar like jail (Yeah)
I put that green in my stomach, I cannot stomach it
These lil' boys plummetin'
Fifty round drum in it, suck boy you bummin' it
I'm too rich for this bitch talking shit like a plumber
[Verse 2: Aftrr!]
Hot, choppa like sauna
Skrt in a Trackhawk, you still in that Honda
Bring it back to the basics, I'm feelin' like Summrs
56 round mag, bitch, I'm totin' my Gunna
Fuck around, don't play around, on my bag Saint Laurent
Make a bag, cash out, withdraw, that's a full amount
Up the tac, full mag, big stick, keep the Ruger 'round
Big chop, sip Ciroc, livin' lavish, you not makin' sound
[Verse 3: Reef]
Swerve in that Mazi, they never gon' catch me
I fuck on that bitch, hit it once, then I'm dashin'
3.5 in the swisher no way I'm a pass it
Too drunk for the GLE, shit, I'm a crash it
Ayy, lil' bro so fucking trash eat the beat like he fastin'
Rockin' all black like Batman
SRT in the cat scan
Smokin' on pack likŠµ Pacman
[Verse 4: Aftrr!]
Red cup, blue pill, feelin' like SupŠµrman
Got your bitch over, blonde hair, think she Super Saiyan
Big chop make it rain, got 'em askin' what the weather man
Me and Reef makin' hits back to back like it's element
Shoot out the roof I'm a wrap 'em like Taliban
That bitch she want me 'cause I got on Vetements
Fuck is you talkin' bout? That boy he cappin' man
Dripped in all black and I feel like the reverend
[Verse 5: Reef]
Hop in the cat, lil' bro got the gat
He aim out the back, gra-ta-tat
Eat the beat got fat (Fuck)
Know your bitch PCPP on the Crack (Fuck)
Just me and Nero, aim at his head get jacked like sparrow (Fuck)
Off a X Montero (Woah), Drake sing like Clairo (Woah)
[Verse 6:Aftrr! & Reef]
Ha, my choppa singing, got Billies no Eilish
Off the Perkies, I'm fiendin', the pillies enticin'
Won't fight off the X, lil' bro is not Tyson
Keep the strap like sex fuck around get piped in
Walk up in Neiman, who the fuck is Marcus?
Bad bitch got trunk, big truck, I'm a park it
Three gram blunt on her butt I'm a spark it
Lil' bro a salesman where is the market?
Way too glee, yellow lean in the cup that's pee
Drake make 'em work Riri, standin' tall iced out no tea, glee
I'm in that Rover took over that bitch
Glock never sober stand over that bitch
My clothes Undercover, I'm throwing a fit
Chop make me dance ta-ta wig split
Walk with that K on my body, no Russian
This lil' bih stupid must got a concussion
Lil' bro off the lean he said, "Fuck Robitussin"
Horny ahh chop let the ho get to bussin'