[Chorus] (x2)

Can't fuck wit' dese niggas they fuck wit' da law

I'm in his bitch mouth like a straw

My glizzy got tities but don't got a bra

Never seen, never saw like my shirt and it's kaws

I'ma hype beast, I cannot wear no Lacoste

I'ma tax him cuz he don't know da cost

His friend on his shirt only time he had sauce

Run the Jane like da 35, i'ma big boss

[Verse]

I'm Mr. Bape wit' Supreme, he don't know 'bout dis

I called the plug and tell him that I need some more of dis

Young niggas tried to be on Forbes list

Can't fuck wit' dese niggas, they fuck wit' police

Glizzy gang, bitch I fuck wit' the glizz

Headshot, wipe his nose like long sleeve

I'm in his trap, serve his auntie and niece

I seen an opp and turned to a beast

I'm from the North, never been to the East

Keep an eye, incase I see a crease

Vanishyah, I delete

Cold case, that's neat

Your shirt is a good and it free

My shirt, on the back got a big V

Zip ties on my Nikes

"Ain't you WhyG?"

"Bitch, I might be"

[Chorus] (x2)

Can't fuck wit' dese niggas they fuck wit' da law

I'm in his bitch mouth like a straw

My glizzy got tities but don't got a bra

Never seen, never saw like my shirt and it's kaws

I'ma hype beast, I cannot wear no Lacoste

I'ma tax him cuz he don't know da cost

His friend on his shirt only time he had sauce

Run the Jane like da 35, i'ma big boss