(Verse 1: Retro JB)

When we run up on you better duck

Ain’t no dissing I don’t give a fuck

Them bitches they knowing Wassup

Im a big dog Little N*gga you a pup

She ride on my d*ck like a horse

With the whip he jumped out the Porsche

We riding deep no Honda Accord

Can’t Fuck with no N*ggas they bores

(Verse 2: LNFDukee)

N*gga stop acting so hard you know you ain’t about it you know you a P*ssy, Fucking the Bitch and she giving me Cookie, Hit from the back She say he a rookie, Double my cup I’m sipping on Joker, Run up on me this Glock gone poke him, I love getting money I love when I’m sober, You ride around to Mars I ride in the Rover, They know the factory, I be jacking my jeans so the ones who be jacking me, He charged like a Battery, He think burn wheat until I burn his calories, You gone need a factory, You know you ain’t hard you know you ain’t after me, So N*gga stop capping please, My Shooters gone kill if you thinking you after me

(Verse 3: Retro JB)

Glock Twenty-Six get a N*gga knocked off

Running through Walls like Hot Sauce

Bad Bitches want to get a N*gga topped off

She In the Room she said Chow-Chow

Stop flexing N*gga you done lost

N*ggas talking they ain’t finna pop out

N*ggas dumb like the fuck is you doing

I’m fucking two hoes and I do it congruent

She In my Bed she got to Drooling

Ball up in Queens Like Patrick Ewing

(Verse 4: Retro JB)

I don’t want your H*e you can keep her

Got bodies on me like a reaper

My AR it still gotta peeper

You know when I shoot it’s lethal

My brother shoot the chopper like he Stupid

Fell in love with the bag like Cupid

Let’s switch up the whips leave him clueless

I switched up the Whips left him Clueless