[Intro: Brigitte Bardot]

Coquillages et crustacés

Qui l'eût cru déplore la perte de l'été

Qui depuis s'en est allé

On a rangé les-

Jesus Christ it's- Zxgger!

[Verse 1: Zxgger]

Johnny K, he getting cash

I feel like 6ix9ine he's so fast

Shawty hit my line and maybe later I'm gon' get some ass

My main girl got that thumper

I'm not talking bout her ass cheeks

I pull up with that choppa (Pow pow)

Pussies run like athletes

Red dot sight on my chopstick, got you lookin' like bad acne

Your main hoe look like Velma (Yuh)

My hoe look like Daphne

Shawty running top and she like the way my tracks flow

Yung Zach spicier than a bottle of Tabasco

Pull up on yo bitch, yeah I think I hear her moan (ahh)

Zxgger come through, finesse the roof right from your home

[Verse 2: Shotgun Willy]

Okay like, hola, me gusta comer

Tu madre, panocha

Your wrist cold, mine's colder

I do coke, no cola

I'm so sick, Ebola

On the come up, like a boner

Eyes always red, like a stoner

I'm just tryna sleep, no coma, ay

I ain't gonna lie bitch I'm too slump, uh

Pull up on your block with a blue pump, uh

Only 9 damage like "Oh fuck"

Then I leave a hole when I hit 'em like a donut

Fresh out of the underground (Fresh out of the underground)

They know my name in every town (They know my name in every town)

I hide my smile with a frown (I hide my smile with a frown)

Like AK why you post these clowns, okay like

Shotgun Willy, I really been actin silly

Got a couple bad bitches who really be down to kill me if I

Fucked up, but I'm too

Fucked up, shoot your bitch

Like a motherfucking dump truck, uh, ay

Take a look at my shoes, yeah my Skechers be the nicest

Whole fucking crew gotta blow like ISIS

Fight night, hit you with the right Mike Tyson

Mike, Mike, Mike Tyson