[Intro]

Ayy, huh, huh, huh

Helluva made this beat, baby

Huh

[Verse]

Got a MAG, four Nicky, and a Drac', feel like Young Money

Turn a blicky to a fifty shot, that's the drum, dummy

Lil' bitch a demon, told her, "Suck it till I cum, honey"

I could flash fifty on the 'Gram if I come money

I do not beat opps, that's what Helly do

Slam dunking hoes, I can't show you what the jelly do

You can't get the ups, I'm like fifty steps ahead of you

I'll let it bloom and do yo baby ghetto, boy, I'm telling you

Made the opp run with his stick, he a relay racer

Zipped up in that fake shit, you a eBay Baper

GTA stick give a dreadhead the CJ taper

Surf with a little turf in it when I eat at Capеrs

Thinking that he lit? Fuck around, knock his lights out

Thinking I'm the shit? Nah, bitch, that's my life now

Impatiеnt, fuck around, I want everything right now

Treat a opp like Chinese food, take him right out

Lil' bitch saying that I'm rude 'cause I talk slick

No habla Inglés, only talk shit

Spent a little something on my shoes, now I walk rich

Thinking that he rich? Dawg shit ain't even dog shit

Like, the nigga only got 5K

All that motherfucking dick sucking? Boy, the opps gay

Everything I did on this computer, I cannot say

Play with dog shit, bitch, I'm up like the crime rate

Ayy, lil' bitch said I ain't shit, why you fuck with me?

But I'm the shit and my ShittyBoyz up with me

Entrée exquisite, you can't even do lunch with me

Living like I'm Rocky Balboa, you can't punch with me

Put a bag on his head, he the ugly duck

Came to the stu' from Jay Ale's, got my tummy stuffed

If it's beef and he come with you, get yo buddy touched

Pop dawg in his chicken nugget, if he running up

Like, bro done turned his head to a four piece

Bro done caught a fraud charge then he punched a court fee

Shoes cost a racky rack, you would think I had four feet

Lil' slut on dick like, "Bitch, you can't afford me"

Whip the gummy worm out, bitch tried to chew me up

I just want the neck, you cannot get yo doonies touched

All that goddamn dick sucking, you a fruity fuck

Brodie running 'round with the Drac' like he Tunechi, huh

Chop with the testicles, bitch, I can't wrestle you

Thinking he a ref? Have bro put the TEC on you

Triple S's on, I'll fuck around and step on you

Yo shit is not za, it do not got no decibels

Call Dee to put a bitch on you, he the Freaky Man

Have my shooter waiting in yo bushes, he a creepy man

Lando did the buffs with no tint, he a geeky man

Switch cards talking to the clerk, I'm the Sneaky Man

Huh, I'm the GOAT, real spill

When I touch the fifty ball, it don't even feel real

Even though I'm up, I hit Walmart and still steal

Sword on the chop, bitch, I'm really Kill Bill

Unkie just beat a murder charge, he'll still kill

Brodie punched a metal-ass Glock, boy, that's real steel

Opps broke as hell, they at Wendy's getting meal deals

Bitch head crazy, when I nut, I feel chills

[Outro]

Like, damn, you freaky-ass bitch, that good-ass head