[Intro: Tim Saunders, (DocBoii Dre), and {Lor Zae}]

Mmhmm?

(DocBoii Dre)

{Lor Zae}

(Uh)

{DB for life}

Tim Saunders

{Aye bro}

Hold up, hold up

Aye, aye

[Hook x2: Tim Saunders]

Mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (mmhmm)

My shit catchy, nigga, mmm, mmm, mmm (mmm, mmm)

Can you catch me? (nope!), mmm, mmm, mmm (mmm, mmm)

This shit catchy mmhmm, mmhmm (mmhmm)

[Verse 1: Tim Saunders]

(aye!) Blue lights on the dash

(aye!) I named my Malibu "Anderson .Paak"

(yeah!) I know some niggas that's handling packs

But that shit ain't for me, so I'm handling rap

(aye!) Ain't pulling weave, but I'm damaging tracks

(yeah!) I got fans overseas and God damn that's fact

(aye!) And I'm Calvin, the 3 and the town on my back

I don't handle no keys, but I used to play sax

I don't roll up no weed, but I fuck up that loose leaf

I want some Margielas, yeah, shout out to Smooky

Get chicken like Popeyes, I want me a two piece

Pop up out the blue, niggas thought I was Tookie

Get green like Luigi, might cop me a mansion and

Shoot my new vid and have Lio Rush dance in it

I'm not Gambino, I don't care what camp you in

Feel like Jayblac, I'm a champion, (shake my hand!)

[Hook: Tim Saunders]

[Hook: Tim Saunders (and DocBoii Dre)]

Mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (Yeah)

My shit catchy, nigga, mmm, mmm, mmm (DocBoii shit)

Can you catch me? Nope!, mmm, mmm, mmm (DocBoii shit)

This shit catchy mmhmm, mmhmm

[Verse 2: DocBoii Dre]

Gotta get ya own or you leachin' (a leach)

It's a potluck and we feastin' (we eatin')

Bout beef, but niggas be vegan (uh)

We bang out and keep squeezing (bow)

For the fame, niggas be pressed

Want the money, but I'm bout that mess

DocBoiis up for the test

We out Greenwood, in the Jets (yeah)

Run down on ya whole set, uh (yeah)

None of these niggas gone step (nah)

Gotta keep it real, that's facts (for real)

Nah, I ain't even tryna flex (nah)

Tay400 grab the .38 special

Len DuckedOff pop out, he'll get you (for real)

Don't disrespect, the real goons won't let you

Gone see about it, fuckboy, when I catch you, nigga (yeah!)

[Hook: Tim Saunders (and Lor Zae)]

Mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (Uh huh, uh huh)

My shit catchy nigga, mmm, mmm, mmm (mmm, mmm)

Can you catch me? Nope!, mmm, mmm, mmm (Nope! Nah!)

This shit catchy mmhmm, mmhmm (mmhmm, mmhmm)

Mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (Uh huh, alright!)

My shit catchy nigga, mmm, mmm, mmm (Hi, I'm Carl!)

Can you catch me? Nope!, mmm, mmm, mmm (Lor Zae!)

This shit catchy mmhmm, mmhmm

[Verse 3: Lor Zae}

This shit catchy

You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man

I been playing with them bands

Got racks like Wimbledon

These niggas rats

They be snitching, call 'em Templeton

These niggas bitches

Say you gone do something, nigga, well do it then

These niggas say that they shooters

Nigga, well come and shoot shit then

This shit so catchy

Bro toss me the pass, it's for the win

I feel in love with counting different digits

I can't trust no friend

I been jumped in that water

It's old to me, but new to him

[Hook x2: Tim Saunders]

[Outro: Tim Saunders, (DocBoii Dre), and {Lor Zae}]

(Gotta get ya own or you leachin')

(It's a potluck and we feastin')

That's fact

And I'm Calvin, the 3 and the town on my back

I don't handle no keys, but I used to play sax

{I feel in love with counting different digits}

{I can't trust no friend}

{I been jumped in that water}

{It's old to me, but new to him}