[Intro: YN Jay]

(Fuck the fire, we got grease)

Come here, bitch

Come here, come here, come here, come here, come here, come here, come here, come here

Ahh

[Verse 1: YN Jay]

Let me fuck you on the elevator (Hahaha, hahaha)

Hit my bitch with my eyes closed, I'm a meditator (Oh, you talkin' 'bout like you gon' meditate her? Okay)

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]

Bitch, I graduated from the— ah

Bitch, I graduated from the streets, you an eleventh grader

My new crib cost two-point-five, you a Section 8-er

Make my bitch leave her old man, I'm a separator

Ten milli' hit his right lung, he need a respirator

Like damn, I think he dead

Alright, uh

Fuck that young nigga, I ain't trippin' 'bout it

Young dog think he MJ, I brought Pippen out him

Latino bitch talkin' while I'm hittin' it, she say, "Kill it, papi"

Fucked my head up last week, I seen a real zombie

[Interlude: Louie Ray]

The fuck we on, bro? What we doin'? (Alright)

Damn, we high— alright, this that

Man, we high as dog shit

Shit

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]

Closet full of too much, what kind of store he own?

Always keep me up to date like a cordless phone

(You get it? Like phones detect the date, like, I got the iPhone, so— alright)

I got a lot of shit to talk about, nigga story long

I be holdin' up a lot of weight like Corey bones

(You know, Corey Holcomb off Wild 'n Out? The one nigga that was— hah)

My lil' D bitch too street, she a headbanger

Sixteen diamond links on at once is a neck acher

I lean in with all my force when I fuck, I'm a back breaker

Goofy bitch ain't trappin' when I say, she a J chaser (Shit)

[Verse 4: YN Jay & Louie Ray]

Bitch throwin' booty in the— ah

Bitch throwin' booty in the club, she an ass shaker

If I smell a lil' booty or see crumbs, I'ma bear Mace her

Hit her on my— yeah

Hit her on my California king, I'm a bed breaker

Tried to hit her with my foot up, I'm a leg breaker

Bitch wanna give me good neck, she a head chaser

She gon' put a dose of pussy on me too, she a med taker (Hah, shit)

You get it? Like, she gon' fuck me while I'm high

Bust you 'cross your head with a bottle, I'm a head breaker

I had to hit her in her head 'cause she hit me in my eye

Damn, okay, that's what you did, Lou? Alright

I just lied to my bitch because she— alright (Ahh)

I just lied to my bitch, but got away because it sounded true

You know, I swear to God I'm at the booth and it sounded true

I just put a bitch on the road, she might pull up with her friends, she got mileage too

And she got good brain, she in college too

Nah, bruh, that's grade A head, she in honor school

I will never— ah, fuck

I'll never lay up with no bitch— ah

I'll never lay up with no bitch, I'll stop and shoot

Never had to lay up with the bitch, I'll stop and prove

If brodie jump out shootin' at your door, I'm knockin' too