[Intro]

Uh, whew, bitch, uh-huh

Yeah, uh-huh, rap game John Paxson

[Chorus]

Pew, pew, I be gettin' to the cheese like a lab rat

Said you rockin', but you don't even have that

Quarter of White Runtz in my backpack

T'd off in a horse, lookin' like I'm BoJack

Playin' with Nas and you gettin' toe-tapped

Always Famous Dex, I'm makin' these hoes mad

You ain't gettin' any money, you so sad

In an automatic, pushin' the start

Smokin' the sour, ain't fuckin' with darts

Talk of the mall like you Paul Blart

Creep in the woods like a national park

Pew, pew, bitches be talkin' that shit on the regular

I had to plug the bitch off of my cellular

Play with them racks, swingin' like I'm Federer

[Verse]

Rocket on me like I'm David Nwaba

Heat up my feet like I'm steppin' in lava

I'm seein' dead people steppin' in Prada

Changin' the temperature, makin' it hotter

Play with that boy, he not one of them

Re-up today, I'm feelin' like Ben

Ten bands in, that shit feel exquisite

Hide from the doubt, we takin' a visit

Know that I have it, I guess that I'm Gibson

Said you got sauce? Where is it?

Revivin' the wood, I'm lifted

Hop in that Foreign, you know I'ma drift it

She giving me helmet, ain't talking 'bout Lang

Shooters in Utah, Georges Niang

Kickin' that bitch out, Liu Kang

Designer, I switch out, got range

[Chorus]

Pew, pew, I be gettin' to the cheese like a lab rat

Said you rockin', but you don't even have that

Quarter of White Runtz in my backpack

T'd off in a horse, lookin' like I'm BoJack

Playin' with Nas and you gettin' toe-tapped

Always Famous Dex, I'm makin' these hoes mad

You ain't gettin' any money, you so sad

In an automatic, pushin' the start

Smokin' the sour, ain't fuckin' with darts

Talk of the mall like you Paul Blart

Creep in the woods like a national park

Pew, pew, bitches be talkin' that shit on the regular

I had to plug the bitch off of my cellular

Play with them racks, swingin' like I'm Federer