Released on April 15, 2022

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[Intro]

(Yeah, real ShittyBoyz shit, she gon' fuck 'cause the ShittyBoyz lit) Haha

Yeah

Okay (Bitch)

(Gian Carlo made the flip)


[Verse]

They don't wanna beef with us because we militant

Suck it like a demon but she play it like she innocent (Like she, what?)

SBDSM, bitch, we been this shit

I don't love you, baby, I just wanna split your benefits

I'll throw some shots at his casa with my amigos

I'll leave a bitch where I met her, I don't need hoes

I'll break the money counter, blue, pink, and green pros

Caught him dolo and blew the friends off his Vlone

I'll treat your baby likе I'm Brian, she ain't Stewie, though (Nah)

You don't see no squarеs 'round me 'less I throw some Louis on

Chop with the attachments, I can turn my Call of Duty on

My bitch trippin' 'cause my DM full of big old booty hoes

Birkin or McDonald's, baby, show me what your head worth

Tom Holand, only time he tough is when he web surf

I don't post the scams anymore 'cause I know feds lurk

I can run it up sittin' down, fuck some leg work

In the field, if you got that sack, we gon' tackle that

Shop until I drop, think your baby might collapse in Saks

Anywhere we catch him at, we attack and jack

She gon' let me fuck 'cause I'm in the function flashin' racks

I like all my hoes' snacks, you buy all your hoes snacks

Went OT with Pros and DZ's, you know we brought phones back

Think I got the code cracked, solo full of cognac

Federalies catch your baby up, I don't know Jack, haha

Nah, nah, I don't know a thing

Post the pictures with them lil' blickies, you won't blow a thing

Bitch, I ain't on Mars in this Rover when I float the Range

I get in the booth and talk my shit, bitch, I ain't wrote a thing

I ain't wrote shit, she gon' eat the whole dick

Shootin' down that way, it ain't no vacay, it's a road trip

They gon' think I'm firefighting how I slide with pole quick

I be thinkin' 'bout some pape', I ain't thinkin 'bout my old bitch

Nigga, fuck the opposite, fuck about no consequence

Turn this bitch to Gotham City how my niggas robbin' shit

Bitch ain't got no common sense, fuck, then I lobbed the bitch

Flyin' past with the AMG like a rocketship


[Outro]

Bitch, yeah

(ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song)

(Yeah, bitch)