[Intro: StanWill]

Yeah, yeah (Good lookin', Cali)

Yeah, yeah

That bitch a—

The chopper singin' by my— (JAYLAP)

Yeah

[Chorus: StanWill]

The chopper singin' by my door, that bitch'll go, "Re-mi"

My ho just dragged me to the mall and made me blow eight G's

The block hot up at the trap, we ain't got no AC

The run I'm on, I probably be done broke they knees

The run I'm on now, I know it's hard for y'all to keep up with me

AR with the titties underneath, I got some B-cups with me

This ho tryna put the buns on me, made her eat up glizzy

Could put the bitch in there against our oppies, nigga, we up fifty, yеah

[Verse 1: StanWill]

Man, fuck that, we up a hundred

Opps ain't got no motion, but we see 'еm out, they up and runnin'

Yellin', "Do svidaniya," blow the K, I'm uppin' Russian

I remember times that I was down, but now I'm up to somethin', bitch

I came from crumbs, now I'll up a muffin

Blew a twenty, then I shrugged my shoulders, I'm like, "Nigga, fuck it"

Do a nigga like I'm Polamalu, who you think you rushin'?

This bitch want Chanely, I guess that depend on how you suck it

You got some dog shit, we know that shit from dog

I know I'm gettin' rich, they think I got a crystal ball

Shit, you might never see reward if you don't risk it all

Might up a skillet on an opp and knock his biscuit off

Today, I threw that shit on me and she done ripped it off

I had a play and saw my mans, so I dished it off

I'm feelin' lonely right now, I might give your bitch a call

[Chorus: StanWill]

Yeah, the chopper singin' by my door, that bitch'll go, "Re-mi"

My ho just dragged me to the mall and made me blow eight G's

The block hot up at the trap, we ain't got no AC

The run I'm on, I probably be done broke they knees

The run I'm on now, I know it's hard for y'all to keep up with me

AR with the titties underneath, I got some B-cups with me

This ho tryna put the buns on me, made her eat up glizzy

Could put the bitch in there against our oppies, nigga, we up fifty, yeah

[Verse 2: Buddyy]

Lil' bro done cracked a thousand cards, the nigga just eighteen

My bitch walk in the room and shakin' ass, she bumpin' YKNiece

My bitch want me to spend a band, I told her, "YK me"

I took lil' cuz on two-man, he told me, "Why take me?"

I gotta teach you how to get the buns

Niggas my age askin' for the hoes, like, bro, go get you some

I'm runnin' up the money, I can't stop, I need some honey buns

I put some honey all up on her butt, she got some honey buns

Shit, I'm talkin' crazy, but you knew that, though

Your barber fucked you up like last month, but your shit grew back, though

You DM your mans bitch up on the low, I'm thinkin' you backdoor

You bought some bogus 'Woods from G station, that's a two-pack, bro

Shit, bing-baow-bada-boom, I hit a bang-bang

I seen some ass and yelled out, "Damn," my unky said the same thing

I know your J was fake because my unky got the same J

You caught your bitch cheatin', damn, my unky felt the same way

[Chorus: StanWill]

The chopper singin' by my door, that bitch'll go, "Re-mi"

My ho just dragged me to the mall and made me blow eight G's

The block hot up at the trap, we ain't got no AC

The run I'm on, I probably be done broke they knees

The run I'm on now, I know it's hard for y'all to keep up with me

AR with the titties underneath, I got some B-cups with me

This ho tryna put the buns on me, made her eat up glizzy

Could put the bitch in there against our oppies, nigga, we up fifty, yeah