[Intro]

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse: BabyTron, TrDee & StanWill]

Three fits, seven hunnid, bitch, these some Yeezy steps

He ain't got no blick, full court, that's a easy press

Squared up with Tron, hit his ass with a sneaky left

Ran it up for 'bout a week, I done got sleep depressed

Glock a motherfucker, hitting everything the beam detect

Louis V runners on, I done turned my feet to chess

Punch God, Jack Man, bitch, I'm a Visa vet

Riding 'round looking rough as hell like you DMX

We gon' leave the opposition bleeding like they PMS

If you pull up perky, end up lеaving in a EMS

Lied to the bitch, told her that I only chеat on tests

Lil' slut said I need a heart, bitch, I need yo neck

High as hell with the gang, ain't no pizza left

I done caught up to them bitches, I been dreaming less

I done got tired of the hoes, I been fiending less

When all you see is the money, you don't see no rest

I could up some big-ass racks, you ain't see no breasts

Boy, you ain't a 'rilla, couple .223s beat yo chest

Hutch lost his motherfucking mind, don't you see my neck?

Really got the green out the mud, bitch, I think I'm Shrek

Bitch told me that I'm not shit, what did you expect?

Feeling like a chill day, think I wanna do the tech

Head so good, lil' bitch got her cheeks caressed

I'll tell my niggas mask up, bitch, I think I'm Gretch

Been did the radio, we might be on TV next

On a jack trip, card play for the GPS

Choppa fold 'em like a 3DS

She a lil' headhunter, you ain't even see the mess

Punching all month off a piece, made the CC stretch

[?] off PUA, now he think he fresh

Money gram, 2016, stayed at CVS

[?] got the Purple jeans on, my habibi wet

Diamonds look like lemonade, Wocky in the Minute Maid

All I wanted was the money, I ain't never want the fame

Hitting bitches off the thrust, I ain't in the spitting game

Bro clutching, he gon' shoot like he tryna win the game

Bitch, I'm big tripping, change gears when I'm switching lanes

Spin his block in the wintertime, that's a figure eight

When you feed niggas, they gon' ask you for a bigger plate

If you ask me, we the coldest group in the state