[Intro]
K-K-Kato on the track bi—
[Verse 1: Abhi the Nomad & JZAC]
All y'all old news like hotline
She wan' suck on my dot-com (What?)
Slide down in my Instagram
If you photo bomb, then it's crop time
Runnin' this shit, L.A. girls on Pelotons (Yeah)
Me personally, I'd nail they moms like, "Hello Mrs."
If Kato pass it, I Pele kick it like fuck
From New England, but I'm L.A. with it
I don't deal with these L.A. women
She think Adderall and cocaine is
More effective than a L.A. fitness
Keep it movin', you don't have to get it
JZAC, bitch, grab your tickets
Get the bag and I don't plan to split it
Check the math, do the analytics
Yeah I'm Grammy winnin'
Cookin' crack on my MacBook like I'm Granny Smithin' (Yeah)
Old rappers, still toe-tag 'em like touch rugby (Yeah)
Whole fashion code butt-ugly
Can't fuck with 'em boys, Sandusky (Who?)
Hands up in the sedan gettin' fan love
Bet the tour van musty (Yo, hurry up, man)
Take-take-take my time, no, you can't rush me
I got stans like Van Gundy
You don't wanna see Jerry angry, but
Where the fuck is my damn money? (Yeah)
She got OnlyFans money
I-I need high-end brand money
Yeah, that's Kevin Durant money
Tha-tha-that's Kevin Durant money
[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad & JZAC]
And we go back to back to back to back to (Woo) back to back to—
Back it up
Back to back to back to back to back to back to—
Pass it
And we go back to back to back to back to (Woo) back to back to—
Back it up
Back to back to back to back to back to back to—
Pass it
[Verse 2: Abhi the Nomad & JZAC]
I told 'em
"If you know the secret, enlighten me (Please)
The shark in your circle don't frighten me" (Nah)
Fish out of water, they wait for a dollar, then pounce
I'm over 'em bitin' me (Grr)
All of it's coated in sugar, you cavity ridden (Ha)
That's the reality with it (True)
Only a few that'll come to my mind
When I'm thinkin' of dudes who are actually spittin' (Yeah, woo)
Zac, we in business
I'm finna snap on a line like I'm Dasher and Dancer and Vixen
Rappin' ain't gifted
Run the MC up until we get actually wrappin' for Christmas
That's an ambition
Witness me knockin' on doors in the city like passin' religion
Lappin' these bitches like dog water
Got a fit one sat in my sawed-off, and that's—
Body a verse, it get hauled off
Take all the shots, I'm a ball hog
Usually, I'm keepin' it low-key
Fuck it, I'm takin' the guard off
UWU bitches gon' POG off
And I cracked this shit like I'm DADA
Bitch, I'm Paul Wall, still tippin'
I go green, GEICO lizard (Fuck it up)
[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad]
And we go back to back to back to back to (Woo) back to back to—
Back it up
Back to back to back to back to back to back to—
Pass it
And we go back to back to back to back to (Woo) back to back to—
Back it up
Back to back to back to back to back to back to—
Pass it
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