[Intro: TrDee]

Yeah, Veeze flow, Vezzo flow, whatever you wanna call it flow, man

Know I snap on whatever

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: TrDee]

Touchdown, Tyreek Hill, you can catch me in yo city (Touchdown)

Niggas tryna copy me, I kinda feel like Diggy (No cap)

Touched ten a couple times, I'm tryna make my way to fifty (Double up)

I feel like a ugly bitch 'cause ain't nobody fucking with me (They can't)

I don't care about who hating, they gon' hate me anyway (Fuck them)

Bad bitch get what she want, her birthday just like any day (Bad bitch)

And she balling on these hoes like she looked up to Chelsea Gray

Finna bless her with this dick, shе on her knees just like she pray (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'ma sеnd him to his maker if he make me up the blick (Frrt)

I can't bring bro around 'cause he in all kind of shit (God damn)

I can't go nowhere without it, I live in the Murder Mitten (You hear?)

I don't really fuck with niggas 'cause these niggas counterfeit (They fake)

Baby, I'm in love with money, you can't have my heart (Uh-uh)

Nigga talking 'bout he balling, he don't even start (Fuck 'em)

Boy, yo diamonds fake 'cause I don't see 'em in the dark (Where they at?)

She like, "I heard 'Waffle House,' yo verse my favorite part" (For real?)

Oh, you think you Macho Man? Got Glocky just for that (Frrt)

Statie get in front and, boy, stop talking 'bout you trap (Shut the fuck up)

Back against the ropes, I still was swinging like a bat (Fah, fah, fah)

They like, "Why you call yourself the realest nigga?", I don't cap (You hear me)

Gangy dropped a four and now he leaning like a crooked smile (Shit, shit)

Oh no, I can never leave my brothers, I ain't Harry Styles (I can't)

Swear to God, I did it by myself like I'm the only child

Boy, my drip exclusive and my buffies white just like a cow

Damn, I'm sick as hell he let the choppa sing like Chaka Khan

On Miami Beach, I took the doors off the Rubicon

She just did some crazy shit, I'm looking down like, "You the one" (Goddamn)

You ain't got no drip, what do I look like beefing with a bum?

[Verse 2: BabyTron]

Been rocking Carti' buffalos since Rich Ken dropped

5'11" with the F&N, I'm 6'10" now

Striker out of Futurama, boy, this bitch bend blocks

Fucked around and scored a dub like I hit ten shots

Might've caught some dust bunnies but the kicks deadstock

Thought I bought some cream Faygos, I just sipped red pops

Seen the youngin had some money, made the bitch bed rock

Throw that vest in the dumpster, only hit headshots

When the gang step out, it look like All-Star Weekend

Everybody good for thirty on the whole fucking roster

It's just me, myself, and I on that road, plus embosser

Smell like fire at the jeweler, I just walked out Hutch with water

After I grab giffies, out of Indi to the Windy City

Popping fake P's, you ain't really out here getting litty

Cut the traction, spin the 'Kitty, holy fuck, I'm getting dizzy

Shit, it's right back to the basics, gotta take a trip to Ypsi

Yo salary, it's on my pinky

Who let you come out like that? Shit, you looking rinky-dinky

Zaza, I'm smokin' stinky

Catch you out, can't get a freebie

Heard they locked him up a couple years and he was with a geechi

Wes Lang his homie, finna X Games the stoly

It's a dirty game, you might catch the refs playing goalie

Why the fuck they hating on me? Why the fuck they playing with me?

360 windmilling bitches, no, I can't just lay up with 'em (Nope)

Wax on the rig, I'm with my white boys (Yeah)

Touch down 414, I'm straight to Hype Boys (Nyoom)

How you hottest out and I ain't heard a slight noise? (Not one)

You either broke or you rich, that's a life choice (It is)

I got bad habits but I got good intentions

Scam star, Jugg Man, I swear, his granny took her pension

Bet not even look suspicious, take the belt, give 'em a whooping (Spank 'em)

They tryna knock me off my pivot, fucking up my footing

[Outro: BabyTron]

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