[Intro: BabyTron]

ShittyBoyz

[Verse 1: BabyTron]

Good punch from LA, call it "Rajon"

Bro'll chase you down on that block like he Bron Bron

Site too fire, you can't get what BabyTron on

Run up on me? I'ma leave that nigga shaking like a pom-pom

Stupid-ass opps tryna munch then they dead

Glock so athletic, let it dunk on yo head

Dick too long, had her jumping off the bed

Fuck using cash, I'd rather punch, go and ask the fed

Fucking up a New York strip, fuck a T-bone

Pussy too wet, this bitch squirting on my Vlone

Twenty-seven hunnid, just cashed out on three phones

Dead stock Yeezys, you'll probably cash 'em pre-owned

Sent my bitch in the store off a good debit

Lil' bro shooting, you gon' probably need a good medic

Pray to God that I meet a dumbass with good credit

Punch here and slide there, boy, I got a jugg fetish

[Verse 2: StanWill]

Bitch, I'm all on my cheese like a dentist be

Jimmy step in Christians like he had an administry

I just want the credit, give a fuck 'bout yo identity

Ham said the scam was a scam, she offending me

Man, just go get the phones then go leave

Bro say it's fuck you then you my enemy

Just got blew in the whip, feel like Kennedy

ShittyBoyz broke? Bitch, you fucked up mentally

Boy ain't seeing cheese like he lactose

Oh, that's yo bitch? Better lock up that back door

Fucked off the name, what the fuck I gotta cap for?

Feel like Pillsbury, got more rolls than a fat ho

Jumped in the deep end, bitch, I'm Hasselhoff

Bro said he got the torched tucked, he won't pass it off

He on tip, don't make them boys go and grab the chalk

Twenty-twenty vision and she still blew my glasses off

[Verse 3: BabyTron]

Spin-a-Roonie on a bitch, feel like Booker T

Seven hundred for the shoes, ain't no cookin' heat

You took yo pops' whip, then he took the keys

How you gon' slide on us when yo tank pushing E?

Feel like Ella Mae, bitch, I'm tripping in these big B's

Feel like Undertaker with these punches, that's a big streak

Lil' bitch blew the whole dick, she a big freak

Ten phones on me, riding 'round, feel like Big Meech

[Verse 4: StanWill]

ShittyBoyz on top, ain't no topping it

In a zone when we locked in, ain't no stopping it

Niggas want a page in the book, they Stojaković

Yo bitch a head coach, call her "Head Popovich"

Let it be a play on the floor then I'm mopping it

If the jugg hit one time, I'm re-rocking it

Freak lil' white bitch in love with chocolate

If you ain't sucking on the dick, stop hopping it

[Verse 5: BabyTron]

Oh, he charged up? Watch me give him low battery

I was broke as fuck then I made a whole strategy

Groupie hoes choosing, got my main bitch mad at me

Hit him dead in his shit, that's a fatality

[Verse 6: StanWill]

Shooter lift you up, give a fuck about the gravity

Chose off the name, now I'm all in her anatomy

.9 work you out, knocking off a nigga calories

Can teach you how to jugg, take a class at the academy

[Outro: BabyTron & StanWill]

Damn, bitch, we was talking wet and it's seven hunnid on our feet so we talking wet

Damn, who is this?

That's another jugg, I gotta go

Man, I'ma leave the shit talking to my nigga BabyTron

Niggas know I don't say too much

But, ayy

ShittyBoyz