[Intro]

SBDSM the motherfucking gang (Machine, make this beat bump)

ShittyBoyz, ShittyBoyz (Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back)

Yeah

[Verse]

New whip, push start

Margiela, foot art

Real life 201 scholar, I ain't book smart

Bag drag, push carts

That nigga took ours

Rocking out with heavy metal on us, not no guitars

I got hoes Kaepernicking, why these niggas mad I'm shitting?

Whip got a camera and sensor when I'm back up in it

You be up in average chicken, only like the baddest bitches

Glock 19 tucked, you know I got attachments with me

You capping with that hot-ass breath, you a dragon tail

Unky throwing bricks and he punch, call him "Shaq Liddell"

Thinking he a demon, baby chop throw his ass to Hell

Porch after porch after porch, bitch, I'm grabbing mail

I like garlic buttеr but, my baby, she gon' steak sauce it

Opps'll nеver catch me by myself, I be with Drac' often

I'm just tryna fuck you like a slut, bitch, I don't date often

Dawg be clocking in and taking orders, niggas ain't bossing

Big-ass hammer, I'll turn this bitch to Asgard

All my hoes bougie, they like thick pape' and fast cars

Bro like Lazlo, he'll camp out in yo backyard

Gotta know the whole world free when you crack cards

Scam, punch, and Cha Cha Slide, I don't trap, buddy

Dog Shit Militia, upping racks with my rap buddies

Too much za floating, can't see shit through the black buffies

Me and Tron tripping, flying up in first class comfy

Buck twenty, when it come to Visas, I'm a heavyweight

'Miris falling down 'cause the pockets stuffed with heavy pape'

Fresh to death, I'm rocking Palm Angels at the Heaven Gates

Two Pro Maxes off a punch, bitch, I'm Kevin Gates

Bitch, I'm Star-Lord in a UFO with stick by me

McQueen head wrap, Drac' tucked, bitch, I'm big akhi

We know that ain't no real Presidential, that's a Mitt Romney

Count blues while she top me 'cause it make her suck the dick sloppy

If you ain't gang, you can't speak to me

I know lil' bro'll ice him up like a Jesus piece

Trackhawks and 2020 'Vettes, we like Need for Speed

Big shitters on me through this bitch, we the Feces Team

It's to the bag if I pledge allegiance

Every fucking worker know my name when I step in Neiman's

I get every Yeezy when it drop, bitch, I step Adidas

Balenciaga'd up in high school, used to step Arenas

Either up or you down, boy, this life shit a seesaw

Seven hunnid horses in the whip, bitch, yee-haw

How the fuck I got my shirt on but it read "Off"?

I ain't go to culinary school but I keep sauce

Make her blow dick, fuck you think? I'm holding hands with hoes?

Full throttle, all you niggas' necks, what I'm standing on

Lil' bro be posted in the cut, he need a bandage on

We'll paint yo whole spot up, Michelangelo

[Outro]

Ha-ha, yeah, dummy