[Intro]

Yeah (It's Danny G, bitch)

I don’t even know what I'ma name this bitch but I talk crazy, I ain't gon’ lie

Dummy, huh, ayy, ayy (Yeah)

[Verse]

Talk spice and pape, bitch, I'm bilingual

Four hundred fifty, boy, that's what the Off-White equal

Saw my granny SSN, boy, the site evil

Why the fuck my shirt say "FRIENDS"? I don't like people

That's my jugg sense, it's a ham around

Wait, did a broke nigga speak? I can't stand the sound

Black tech like Master Chief, whip my cannon out

Sitting in a room full of opps, still standing out

I slid it from the back, I'm the Giffy Man

Told the bitch I can’t punch those but I really can

Oops, tripping in the mall, silly Stan

No cap, I was born goat, I’m the Billy Man

I do not need a bitch, only oxygen

Punch after punch after punch, I'm a boxing gym

Tired of niggas talking how they up, puck a sock in it

If I ain’t got Glock, turn him Patrick and rock his shit

Hmm, we more up than a rockеt ship

Hmm, yo bitch on dick, she provocative

Shut yo ass up beforе Tron put his Crocs in it

Know my white boy'll let it fly, Stoyanovich

Hibachi on a balcony with the Gucci robe on

Punch and slide, I'm feeling like I'm Frozone

Bitch took my soul, got her [?] on

Three hoes on my pin, I’m finna get my bowl on

[?] on my face mask, I just punched [?]

Really in the crib making pape, yelling fuck Corona

Playing Simon Says with yo bitch, told her bust it open

Grabbed so much drip online, I just punched a ocean

D&G did the kicks, I'm a wet walker

Stepping on vertebraes, I'm a neck walker

In a joggy writing dumps, I'm a tech author

Bitch-ass boy stealing sauce, he my stepdaughter

Hmm, no cap, boy, I'm billy goated

Whipped out my dick and that bitch went silly on it

SB over anybody, I got fifty on it

Saw the boys on the interstate and got shifty on it

Hmm, that mean I was out of there

Running out of pape? That's like me running out of hair

Dee stingy with the sauce, don't know how to share

Better hide yo bitch from the buffs when I drop a pair

Hmm, punch shit like I'm A.J. Styles

I'll hit boy with a AK round

Got caught up and he snitched, he a agent now

I ain't even brush my teeth yet, I done made a thou'

Hmm, more foreign kicks than a FIFA cup

Only wanted mouth, no cap, you can keep the slut

Spent four hundred, what the fuck did I eat for lunch?

Boy broke, can't run it up, he must need a crutch

SB gang, gang, coming big press

Bought a Glock, dummy, I ain't coming bench press

Seven hundred dollars every time I misstep

"I was up before Corona", boy, that's a big stretch

In full thrust mode, boy, that's why yo bitch left

Opps should jump off every one until it ain't a cliff left

Something like Pilates class, he'll get his shit stretched

Spin a opp block, boy, I'm really on my fifth left

We done really fucked Saks up, ain't no drip left

I ain't wanna give her no dick, now that bitch pressed

You'll probably clock in till it ain't a shift left

Bitch, I guess you gotta walk home 'cause the Lyft left

[Outro]

Dumbass stupid bitch (It's Danny G, bitch)

You gotta walk home