[Verse 1: Young JD]

Stackin up my bands

Pull up catch these hands

She hit me up , even tho shes got a mans

She tryna slide, I already got plans

Hop in the jet. white beach with the sands

Young J D, more like Hung JD

Careful gonna get witcho mum J D

Think you have a chance

But you done J D

Always keep that strap

Better run JD

[Verse 2: Mr. Deez]

Running from the cops

I ain’t tryna catch a case

But me and JD

Bitch we gonna win the race

With yo girl at dinner

Take her to third base

Told that bitch “go home”

Ain’t gon’ reiterate

Takin her to downtown

More like to pound town

Big Ugly ass nose

More like clown town

Bitch on me like a dog

Told her get down

Call her green M&M

Cause dat ass be round

[Verse 3: Young JD]

Walking down the street in my NMDs

Don’t got the Benz, gave my boy the Key

Eatin up fillet cause I got hella cheese

Boy yo ass is smelly, better get Febreze

Call me a hydro

These hoes be usin me

They in for the money

They be abusin me

Stepping on my Js I say excuse me

When I’m tryna squad up, nobody refusin me

[Verse 4: Mr. Deez]

Pull up with the squad

Know I’m bouta carry em

Call me a covalent bond

Cause imma barium

JD’s girl l so wild

She thought she gon’ marry em

He walk-in down the aisle with yo friend

On contrary then

Mr Deez so harsh

Bitches call me mean

But when it come down

They wait in line fo da peen

Front of the line

Sits lil ol Racine

I’m the greatest of em all

Ain’t need no time machine

[Verse 5: Young JD]

Everyone here thinks I’m gonna be a star

But not a single one even knows who you are

Thought you were fire can’t even write a bar

Sounds like that boy DJRR

You know Im taller than you

Throw farther than you

In every single way I’m harder than you

Hoes on my level don’t bother with you

Gunna get that cut, nah I’m coming for you

[Verse 6: Mr. Deez]

Stay posted in the shower

Cause y’all always do me dirty

Counting up my hoes

What the number round 30

Even Davis curved that girl

She probably got herpes

She been chasin me for years

She don’t even deserve me

Rapping out my mind

You better believe it

Bars so wild

Can’t even conceive it

Your boys on my block I tell em to beat it

She hit me up once

Now she tell me she need it

[Verse 7: Young JD]

We shoot our shot with honnies

But we always come out clean

I’ll back up off your sister cause I’m going for Racine

I’m getting out of hand, deez has to intervene

Paying with that paper, no polyethylene

Hoes be acting wild, blame it on their zodiac

Deez and I are back

We’ve everything you lack

Counting up the racks I’m spitting on the track

Destined to be great, we’re the next Quarterback

[Verse 8: Mr. Deez]

Been the best for a while

Boutta get tired

Pull up with Donald you bouta get fired

Rackin all this dough

Shits bouta get wired

I’m the man of your dreams

I’m what you desire

I’m out of this world

My flow is confounding

Me and JD

What we do is astounding

If my girl hits you up

It’s cause she rebounding

Oh and by Deez Nutz I mean I’m pounding