[Intro: TrDee]

(Jxckk just want a drink)

[Verse: TrDee]

Fly as hell, Jeff Hardy off the turnbuckle

Y'all don't do shit but lay up, y'all a bored couple

Hit the mall and I left out a Dior stepper

Hide your bitch whenever bro around 'cause he a whore catcher

Yeah, I play with cards, but do it look like I play Pokémon?

Who the coldest? Me, StanWill, or probably BabyTron?

You ain't got no drip, bitch, all you do is put some leggings on

They gon' run this back, if you turn your shit on, they change the song

Fuck around, shoot on the wrong rim, I ain't switchin' sides

Topdown blowin' zaza, I'm on Ocean Drive

Cheese necked my mans, he was finna put his gun on Live

Mr. Put-That-Shit-On, flashin', it be late when I arrive

This shit monumеntal, living legend what you lookin' at

Talkin' like thе scammer of the year, please show a rack

We get in the sync, I call it fusion when she throw it back

I'ma need a band for a verse, I can't go load in that

I think that the road is mine, I'm livin' like Tony Montana

Bae, I might forget this night, I might as well throw it on camera

Certified, but no, I'm not a trapper, used to be a scammer

Almost at the top, was at the bottom just like Alabama

Gucci head to toe 'cause life is good, I feel like Drake and Future

Damn, I can't forget when we pulled up on 'em just like an Uber

I got cheese on me just like a pizza, this ain't Red Rooster

Baby hold the Glockie for a nigga, she a real trooper

You the type to call a nigga big bro 'cause he got some money

You ain't heard him and you're Mr. Kill the Pussy, Ted Bundy

Never heard of you, no disrespect, your time was past tense

Heard your song, that shit was garbage like just where my trash went

Feel like Dillon Brooks with five 5's, I still ball hard

You are not the plug, you in the middle like the nose guard

If you really let the people tell it, I'm an allstar

Please don't run up in here, we got more sticks than a ballpark

'Cause I swear the only thing you gon' get is a DOA

Can't say his name, but call him Zimmerman, he beat the case

If she with me, then she must got some taste

Wanna be just like me, all these niggas do is copy-paste

Told my bitch don't give me shit for Christmas but a chop

Hit him in his top, they left him with no top just like a crop (Damn)

I hope you know it's always fire when I drop

Niggas goin' broke, I swear I won't end up like Fetty Wap

Either us or them, no in-between, don't tell 'em what you tell 'em

He was steady actin' like a demon and got sent to heaven

I ain't even know he was a rookie, he was new to steppin'

You don't trust your bitch, that's why you always ask her who she textin'

I don't blame you, but might blam you if you reach for this

Don't give a fuck 'bout what she doin', I don't miss the bitch

You know I got that pole on some fishin' shit

Ballin in the D, you know that I be on some Pistons shit

Never know what I be on like what do TrDee be doin'?

Always workin', always on the go, we got motion movin'

I know that you heard money talks, mine be speakin' fluent

Might just pop my shit like a soda, fuck it, Mountain Dew it (You get it?)

[Outro: TrDee]

You talkin' crazy, y'all gon' stop playin' with my top, man

SBDSM shit, man, we unfuckwithable, they could never fuck with us, man

I'ma stop sayin' that shit, 'cause y'all niggas better know 'bout it at this point (Jxckk just want a drink)

Real ShittyBoyz shit, man