[Verse 1: BabyTron]

My wrist, that's your salary

Bitch, we'll pull up swingin' sticks like a Valkyrie

You won't catch the the kid up in the middle, you can't Malcolm me

My CPN name Danny, hit the lot and tell 'em Phantom me

(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)

I'll walk out with a quarter-ticket just so casually

At the exotic store (Damn, JakeSand), huh

At the exotic pop store, I told them boys, "White Peach Fanta" me

In the deep, I'm kinda hard to find, I'm like a manatee

You ever found a thousand in your laundry randomly?

How the fuck is you a scammer? Every time you jam, it freeze

You say you eatin' good, what I imagine's Applebee's

Lawyers, they just want they monеy, finna pay the shackle fees

Knock the corе up out your apple if you try to grapple me

If you seen what I been through, it's no way you'd be mad at me

I can do a verse in five minutes, song in fifteen

Still undefeated, y'all boys lookin' like the sick siege

Stone Island breaker on me, had to check the wind speed

ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Miltia, let's get it

[Verse 2: TrDee]

With the gravediggers, they got first-class trips to Heaven

Hit her after me, that bitch a blunt, or like sloppy seconds

I could wake up bitches, bless a bitch, I feel like a reverend

No cap, ShittyBoyz shit, man

Before we leave the game, I bet they call our ass the greatest

Shit be crazy, I remember when they used to hate us

I'ma have to ball until they put me in them cages

Bad-ass bitch, lightskin with some braces

Back against the wall, I was still ten toes

Bitch think she bad, but she is not that cold

We'll put some cheese on 'em like some nachos

Only 'cause he wanted beef like some tacos

Young G.O.A.T. status, I might just go buy a farm

She knew who I was soon as she seen me and my charm

SBDSM, might get it tatted on my arm

Niggas sleepin', I'ma wake 'em up like a alarm

[Verse 3: StanWill]

Tuh, boy, run with the militia, we strapped like the army

You can't hit my solo cup, bitch, it's Act', not Bacardi

Seen himself get shot through mirror tints, I up strap in my Cartis

Huh, like, huh, bet I finish you

All these model bitches in my DM, I can't pick and choose

Goin' up against the gang, boy, you was meant to lose

They keep sayin' it's a dirty game, I had to bend the rules

Like, brodie deep up in that water, DZ horsin' opps

Run around like the Olympic, bet we torch the block

If you ain't first, to me, you last, is you gon' score or not?

Tryna take this shit up to the moon, I can't afford to stop

Neck cost a new whip, buffs, sixty blue strips

Better tighten up, we keep tools for them loose lips

Bro can't even think, he confused on a shroom trip

Glocky got an, "Uh" on the back, in case my mood switch