[Intro]
Hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo
[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]
Five of the guys together, we throw a hundred when we go out
In my neighborhood, Aventador coupe with the doors up
Think we in the same category, he ain't showin' nothin'
I was bustin' serves, backstreet, now it's the Rolls truck
Snatch the bitch out of Shein, might take her to Nordstrom
Tease her brain 'bout nothin', we hit Rick Owen
Switched the label, now I'm signed to take your ho dot-com
Bro caught a body, I did a show with the same gun
I go crazy in Vegas, I'm packin' out the strip clubs (Hoo)
Watch kit crazy, plus 'cause I got the big boys
Got hoes from small to middle class, big butts
Nеw purses, I'll put a proper tea cup
Put hundrеds of za to the side, call big bro
Lil' one ain't get a cap and gown, but he street smart
You goin' through the whole phone, fuckin' my blessin' up
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Everybody 'round me got a weapon
Yeah, all the soldiers to the front, get to steppin' (Get to steppin')
Chrome Heart jeans, T-shirt Envy
'Bout a million and a half on the chain today
New McLaren with no windshield, it came this way
They can't fuck with us at nothin', that shit plain as day (Crazy)
I don't care for that internet shit, no part (No part)
We just lost a whole boat to the Coast Guard
This shit business, I took all my feelings out
Been a giant, but I'm a lil' bigger now
Free lil' Nate them, I'm workin' to get 'em out
Incognito, I can't let 'em figure out
Drop a tape for the streets, they say it's a drought
From the bricks and these lil' niggas nice and soft
She won't get nothin' from me 'til I knock her off
State to state, when I play, I got different houses
Atlanta (Hey), Miami (Hey), LA (Hey)
Dallas (Hey), Houston (Hey), Vegas (Hey), New York (Hey)
[Verse 3: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, rose gold on me, AP, this a skelly
Yeah, eighty-one freak, no Jerry, yeah
If you got clean, I can sell it, huh
Send your AD, I can mail it
Look, brodie went double homicide like Melly
I just went two at a time like Melly
Darkskin bitch look like Kelly, she ready
I put my wrist in that bitch, I'ma stretch it
Look, I send my shooter, they probably won't ever stop
Nigga askin' for price and don't ever cop
It's a drop, then you probably won't see the top
You a opp, then you probably won't see tomorrow
If I fuck her, she probably love me tomorrow
If she foreign, I'm probably gon' hit her up
If I'm in it, it probably a different car
Yeah, fuck do you mean, lil' nigga?
Still havin' Wock' like it green, lil' nigga
I pull up dolo, just me and my pistol
I put a bounty on him, they gon' get him
I put a hundred on him and his sister
I spent like two hundred thousand for this one
I'm the type to spend ten thousand on slippers
I'm the type to get him out of here quicker, huh, haha
[Verse 4: YTB Fatt]
Take all the bad bitches, fine shit gettin' bigger
Happy for my last ho, she doin' good, she fuckin' a Clipper
A B-ball boy, five-star bitch, benched her
The bitch tryna fuck from VS to an emerald
Cadillac truck, not the rig, this the big one
I'm straight on love, havin' raw sex with some sisters
Shanice, Alexis, Taylor, Rebecca
Chastity, Iyanna, Chyna, Rihanna
