(This is a Jay Johnson production)
Ayo, Stan, ayy, Dee
We gotta fuck this bitch up what up, Jay?
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz

Crip Walking out the bank like I'm Blueface
Fuck hoes, I swear every bitch two-faced
Pray to God everyday, I can't lose faith
Push the pedal to the max
I can't use brakes

I don't cheat, I turn up when I start losing
Ninety-nine with the blick
Bro a sharp shooter
Should be in Yale, really was a smart student
Now I'm a well-known stolen credit card user

Niggas hate, the K next to me like L
Fuck hitting notes
I can make this bitch yell (On God)
I done seen some shit that
I know I can't tell (Shh)
I got off my ass
I wasn't wishing in no well

Adam22 with it, you is not shooting
(No Jumper)
Send a shot dawg way, we is not hooping
Could really start a empire, I am not Lucious
I was raised to be a winner, dawg
I am not losing

New stick got more kick than a sneaker con
Ran him down, I forgot that the beam was on
Just fucked Apple up, RIP Steven Jobs
AMEX burnt, finna see what the Visas on

Bitch, I been on me, RIP Dex
Bitch say I got drip-drip, I used to rock Mex
It's a daily grind, nigga
I can't even spill the rest
I hate being questioned
I can't even take a test

Made a way pushing keys like I'm Beethoven
Running twenty-four hours, yo bitch stay open
I don't want the deal if I
Can't sign gang on it
If my boys don't eat
I won't put my name on it

Bitch, you a freak, you ain't gotta lie
Beam in the scope, boy
This lil' bitch modified
Ain't a free throw
The crackhead just shot a line
Up MAG and let it sing
Like it's up on Spotify

Scared of niggas, out here living like Jodee
Sick I came while she finna ride my pony
Took her to the hood
She ain't never had Coney
I ain't have a big bro, I looked up to Tony

I just fucked the Lodge up in the turbo Scat
Tryna lift a heavy check? You
Gon' hurt yo back
Put my trust in a bitch and got hurt for that
Fuck you
Don't come back around if you turned yo back

And to my dawgs, I'd die for y'all
Punched a first class trip
Then I'm flying off she say, "Tron
You talk wet the entire song"
Last Airbender with the chop
Throwing fire balls

I ain't gon' lie, two hoes
I'm so scared of y'all
She dove in, drip and said cannonball
I ain't tryna fuck, why yo panties off?
Call me "Dee Neutron"
I fuck then I'm blasting off

Cookie had me on the Moon, Armstrong
Reaching anywhere for the pape'
Like my arms long emboss God
I ain't never punched a card wrong
In the store with slides
Tryna not to play my cards wrong

Up the 40 and the 9er, Jerry Rice
I'll let this bitch sing a little
Berry White
3 AM self-scanning, that's a scary sight
AF1 crackheads, I'ma only wear 'em twice

Nigga say he on my head
Like some fucking lice
I laugh at his ass and say get a life
I love to fuck hoes, I can't get a wife
Call ShittyBoyz, I ain't gon' lie
We can get you right

Nigga, we could get you right get you right