[Intro]

It’s the dawg

You know how the fuck I’m coming

[Chorus]

When I make a call I'm out, this shit ain't hard to count

He used to ball like LeBron, but that nigga Bronny now

I keep bad hoes around, they can't ignore me now

My left wrist thirty thousand, I come from dirty houses

[Verse]

Bitch, I'm Hank Hill, I'm in the alley with my partners

He acting like he don't wanna give no deal, I'ma have lil' bro'nem rob him

Bitch say I gotta lay off the pills, say I got a fucking problem

This dumb bitch always wildin', fuck around and go upside her noggin’

She pick my dick up, drop it off in her mouth, bitch a Uber driver

These niggas suicidal, doors open suicidal

Black truck right behind 'em

Rap capping, all that bluffing

Broke nigga can't tell me nothing

Fuck rap, I'm a hustler, all I know is gеt it, thumb it, hundred, hundred after hundrеd

Shit bag him, hit his stomach

Fuck rap, we really on it

Hellcat, you hear me coming

Tap it, make it get to humming

It’s rapid once I put the drum in

Tap it, make it sound like thunder

She got turkey, I’m on her bumper

Wan't neck, like, fuck your number

Prada glasses dark as shit, she say I look like Stevie Wonder

Summer after summer Stuntin'

Ain't no running from a button, *frr, frr*, make it stutter

Papi want the bread and butter

[Chorus]

When I make a call I'm out, this shit ain't hard to count

He used to ball like LeBron, but that nigga Bronny now

I keep bad hoes around, they can't ignore me now

My left wrist thirty thousand, I come from dirty houses