Niggas got me fucked up No cap (Dee B got that heat) Why these niggas talkin' fuckin' shit? I-I-I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (huh?) I'll fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack Windows tinted all black (go, go), bulletproof and all that (go) Fuck that, fuck you Fuck that, fuck you, fuck that Bro, I'm posted like a bandit, choppa take your fucking candy (huh?) Fuck your ho, I'll leave her stranded, come and get her, she just landed I got stamina, I be that soldier, that boy damage ya (huh?) Four-five just let it go, push a nigga that want smoke (boom) He want smoke? Let me know, I got smoke like Bobby Hill (boom, boom) Jack and Jill, rocket pills, Perky make him fuckin' choke (yeah) I be spazzed out, passed out, talk your shit, change, bruh (go) Meet your fate, extendo clip, .38 to your face (oof) It's okay, choppa spray, it's gon' fuck your bitch today (roof) I'm a demon, I be dancin', got more fashion, that bitch braggin' (yeah) Stop that cappin' with no action, I be laughin', ain't no stressin' Smith & Wesson when I'm steppin', try to black out them sticks (go) You a funny, you get blitzed, walk around, I'm like a lick (go) Lollipop, you get shot, pick your body up and drop Man, them niggas got me (Dee B got that heat) Them niggas got me, them niggas got me fucked up Why these niggas talkin' fuckin' shit? I-I-I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (huh?) I'll fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack Windows tinted all black (go, go), bulletproof and all that (go) Fuck that, fuck you Fuck that, fuck you, fuck that Army boots, army bomber jacket like what's happening, cunt? (Huh?) Lay your hand upon my fabric, then we scrappin', cunt (uh) Broad day wave a automatic, like, what's happenin'? (Fuck that) My pistol rick and rafing, your bitch matching with my fashion (uh) Uh, silly cunt Down town, up town, really where we from? (Woadie) Call my slatt, call my slag, fuck you jackin' Call the lads, tell them order foreign gas, now we battlin' Tried to tell you it's more than rap, hold the mic with my right Throw a jab, autograph, throw a dab with my left And all of that (all of that, all of that), yeah Watch them sprint like they white (white) Like my windows with that tint, invite your widow to my tent I fucked my first milf at like ten, don't want no fishbowl in that bitch I need my windows five percent Man, them niggas got me (Dee B got that heat) Them niggas got me, them niggas got me fucked up Why these niggas talkin' fuckin' shit? I-I-I told 'em pipe down, I don't need no little bitch (huh?) I'll fuck that bitch named Doja Cat, pull up in a Scat Pack Windows tinted all black (go, go), bulletproof and all that (go) Fuck that, fuck you Fuck that, fuck you, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you