[Intro]

Yeah, ha-ha-ha-ha, bitch

Yeah, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright

What I say? (Ayy, Melly, what the fuck is that?)

[Chorus]

She gon' fuck me and bro ’cause we both lit

He ain't SBDSM then ​he don't shit

Everywhere a nigga go, you know I tote blick

And if I ain’t in the booth, I'm in a cold bitch

If I ain't in a cold bitch, I'm in a fast thang

Gassed up, ain't gotta use no brakes, I'm in a fast lane

Double blickies on me, popping out, I feel like Max Payne

We got chemistry, your bitch gon' fuck me off the lab chain, ha-ha

[Verse]

I can't keep a bitch ’cause I’m rude and I'm stuck-up

Nah, really, I can’t keep a bitch 'cause I can't trust one

Got hit in his shit thinking he tough, boy, that's some tough luck

Told her bring her friend, it ain’t no fun if it's just one slut

It's a dirty game, I think thesе niggas tryna cheat yo baby

Look at my DMs, a hunnid models tryna eat yo baby

Widеbody Hellcat, I'm finna do the street so crazy

The dirt road to success, I ain't need no pavement

Got a .9 and a .30 tucked but it's ten o'clock

Almost shot a fan, that nigga could've been a opp

On the road reading writers, I ain't cooking in no pot

Only thing I see is money when I'm looking at a clock

I be rapping 'bout the road 'cause I'm on that bitch

She don't suck no dick? Red flag, I'ma ho that bitch

Why I tote a Glock? 'Cause if he reach, I'll fold his bitch

Nicknamed my ho "Elsa" 'cause she the coldest bitch

You only hate me 'cause you broke, did that occur to you?

Aiming for his head, tryna make him a convertible

If brodie pull the ski mask down, he gon' burgle you

Morton Grove in a coffee cup, this some turtle juice

She tryna fuck me 'cause I'm up, used to ho when I was poor

When you was hopping off the bed, I was hopping off the porch

Coffee tint Cartier's, bitch, I'm looking like a dork

Green beam on every Glock, it's looking like I got the force

I can't go nowhere without my Glock, it's just my way of life

I done made a killing off the punches, feel like Dana White

Lay a finger on my babies? You gon' have to pay the price

She ain't tryna fuck my mans and she think she gon' stay the night?

Ate me like a zombie, I guess that's what that añejo do

From a city where if you got money, they gon' hate on you

The KKK could lynch us both, bitch, I wouldn't hang with you (Ha-ha, yeah)

[Chorus]

She gon' fuck me and bro 'cause we both lit

He ain't SBDSM, then ​he don't shit

Everywhere a nigga go, you know I tote blick

And if I ain't in the booth, I'm in a cold bitch

If I ain't in a cold bitch, I'm in a fast thang

Gassed up, ain't gotta use no brakes, I'm in a fast lane

Double blickies on me, popping out, I feel like Max Payne

We got chemistry, your bitch gon' fuck me off the lab chain, ha-ha

[Outro]

Yeah, real ShittyBoy shit and she gon' fuck 'cause the ShittyBoyz lit, dumbass

Yeah, though