(Verse 1)

I was ridin’ with the blick lil nigga u could get hit

Nigga talkin shit aim that .30 at his lip ooh

Aim that .30 at his shit ooh

Bitch it’s on my kicks

I got slatt ingrated on my kicks

These lil niggas they ain’t on that shit

They ain making money bih

I got your bitch she gon sit up on this dick

Sit up on my what?

She gon sit up on this dick she gon ride with my clique

She gon ride wit dat stick

Ima shoot dat stick ima shoo that shit

Aim it at your lip

Beyblade let it rip

Like a fart nigga ima let it rip

Tryna pull my card

Sock you in your shit

Ima sock you in your shit

Stupid lil bitch she can't hang with the clique

Stupid lil bitch she gon style the clique

These niggas these niggas they stealing the drip

These niggas these niggas they stealing my shit

Stealing my style running off with my shit

Amiri my denim Dior on my kicks

Put your hoe in Chanel

Yeah dat bitch she got bailed

Yeah that bitch she bad

Yeah she bad as hell

Yeah she wild as hell

Dripped in ysl

I smell like ysl

I feel like carti nigga

I just stole your bitch

I just robbed that nigga

I feel like uzi cuz I hit dat lil woah

Oh my god look at him woah

Oh my god look at his toes

What be dat Givenchy on my toes

Oh my god Givenchy on my toes

Oh my oh my god I just fucked dat lil hoe

Oh my oh my I just sent that bitch to the store

Oh my oh my I got drip on my toes

Gucci my bag yeah Gucci my bag yeah

Poppin them tags yeah

Poppin then tags yeah

Gotta big bag yeah

He going out sad yeah

(Verse 2): Carti

Kick a bitch out, hold on

Get that bitch out, hold on

Layin' on the couch, hold on

But she fuck, what? What? What?

Give me mouth, hold on

Never run your mouth, uh

ATL, ho, ayy

Bitch, I run the South, uh

In that new 'Vette, hold on

It the Southern way, hold on

It the Southern way, hold on

Boy, don't disrespect, uh

Ridin' with my gat, hold on

This my favorite TEC, uh

Let that thing sing, hold on

Watch it hit your chest, hold on

That's some fuckin' gas, uh

Then I light the gas

Blowin' on that Jitt pack, ayy

On that cookie pack, yeah, ayy

Big nigga, hey, ayy

Big rat, hold on

You a lil' cat, hey

Lil', what? What? What?

You a fuckin' cat, hey

You a fuckin' rat, hold on

Shoot 'em nine times, ooh

He a fuckin' cat, yeah

I'm a big 9, hey

29 set, yeah, ayy, what?

Ice water, uh

On top of my chest, ooh, what? Ayy

Ben Baller, hey

Call the vet, what? What? Bitch

Got this ho on my dick, ooh, what?